i never thought i would say this, but as i was looking through my jc photos i realised that i really miss 6a. back then i didn't appreciate it because i was desperate to be in another class but we seriously rock la. everyday was funny because of the stupid things we did, just that i wasn't part of it because i chose to be part of another class.
i miss how the guys would always do stupid things and say the most -.- lines. i miss how the girls would start k-boxing in the middle of the semi d at the ends of the field, which is kind of like 408 just that 408 only sang english songs. i miss how we would most shamelessly declare to y2k that we were his best class and how his "hints" for spa and tests were always damn useless, and how he insists that we must eat in classes and pon classes tactically. i miss d wong and her blur-ness. i miss edwin lim because he always lets us off early from class and he always tries to find an air con classroom for our tutorials weekly (Y) i miss how mrs veluri could insult our intelligence, or lack thereof, and we would still find it funny.
list of things i will always remember from rj:
uncle alan of stall 6!
the stuff stall 3 passes off as teh ping
mr tai's deadpan delivery of morning announcements and how he once announced the match results for world cup one day. and his classic line, "good morning sch, here are the ..."
the trudge up to the assembly square.
chasing people off our turf, our canteen table in the morning.
nic and gerbert sparring with brooms along the corridors, which resulted in gerbert getting owned. as usual.
the nonsense that fajoo, gerbert and zhu came up with.
ponning math to eat lunch and fulfill my duties as honorary member of a01b
the "study" sessions in the library which quickly evolved to brainstorming sessions for post A activities.
the girls and guys camwhoring away.
how we always found our class near the bottom when our results were announced for tests but we always comforted ourselves with the fact that 3w is usually below our class.
the crazy things we did in sch which have been captured on tape and placed on youtube
!! i am suddenly filled with hope! my classmate has managed to transfer to another course though she'll start next sem, hope i can get a transfer into chem engine. cross your fingers for me, yall.
shit i think i really injured my ankle, it emitted a very scarily sounding crack when i landed badly. basket, i'm not even 20 and i have joints that are this lousy.
our day will come.
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