oh and i will miss the free time and freedom....
and i will miss my students and sitar class...
and most of all i will miss my frens...
yeah i noe i have to make new frens and foster "brotherhood" but the old ones will always be close to my heart... here is a rundown of all my frens (promise its not long i'll just classify):
- Poly Classmates: oh the fond memories we shared, at the canteen, on outings and in class (sleeping, haha) at the greenhouse... doing projects..people watching, gossiping...and slacking during breaks... i'm already missing it...
- I.S. Classsmates: these people i met helped widen my circle of frens.. nice people...fun people and some strange people... i miss those classes...
- French Classmates: Oh these are bunch of crazy ppl.. in a good way.. fond memories of us trying desperately to pronounce French.. hmm... i spent 3 years with most of them and i miss french class...
- Orientation Camp Ppl: one of the first ppl i met in poly.. fond memories of me supporting u all at Butter Hill... yeah... fun fun fun ppl...
- Secondary Skool Frens: We were there during sec skool and we slack alot... standing infront of the nai cha stall during recess.. copying homework, ruling the library... toking endlessly in class and staying back afterwards... its wonderful that we stayed in contact all this while... although less than we would want to...
- Workplace frens: So many of u came and went... but always made work enjoyable for each other.. all the gossip and laughter and interacting with the kids... the lunches and break time and hectic class time.. i miss u guys...
- IAP ppl: aiyoh.. those were the weirdest 5 months i spent.. i'll miss the Office Ladies, Ah Moon, Ah Choi, Mai, Sanit, Kumar, Mona and the rest of u guys... all that running around, digging, watering, covering our asses, kopi time and ali baba-ing...... fond memories...
- RAndom Ppl: oh and of course i'll miss: Mosquito Lady, Crazy Vegetatrian Man, Lecturers, HAir Cutting Lady and so on and so on....
i noe it may seem that i am going to die and write a tribute but it is kinda.... let me explain...
as u all noe i am going to NS... and the experiences i am going to have in NS will change who i am.. i am afraid and have this gut feeling that wen i come out i will not be the same person... i will be changed for the better, i hope.. thus i am writing all this mushy stuff down as sort of a rememberance to who i am now... Kooky me.... becoz i will not as Kooky wen i come out, i'll tell u that...
Remeber me as i am, My frens for KookyPlum will not be as Kooky wen i come back from NS... If i come out that is... :)
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