For tonight, and memories keepsake
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My high school was filled with a million and one incidents. And it was a few hours ago where we were pouring out all the little memories in our minds about the good ol' days, excluding studies obviously. It felt so good reliving those moments in the mind, where things were less complicated, we were all much naive people, and rebellious.
We were happily reminiscing, and realized that we weren't such goody two shoes after all. There was this story where the prefect and the librarian/asst monitor who were constantly out of class, taking every possible chance to walk around school just like that. From buku pontengs, submission of attendance to the office, editorial board duties, toilet breaks.. anything possible, they are the ones volunteering themselves. Hahaha, till to a point where all teachers know about their habits. It wasn't a very good thing though, but I enjoyed it immensely, the freedom.
Oh, and there was the cleanliness award, where the 'cleanest' class will be awarded the medal for a week. Guess whooooooo went crazy obsessed over it? Yes, we were THAT kiasu over this particular award, till we won it almost every other week. Drumroll applause to Jiayi.
There was the incident of playing mafia during bm class, and half the back of the class were so unusually quiet and were closing eyes.. HAHAHAHA, I couldn't remember this though. And it came to class page, where we were burning paper edge (for deco purposes) at the back of the class when teacher was infront teaching. Oh gosh, the horror, the fun, the excitement and thrill back then.
Of course there were some that I would rather keep to myself and not mention here, but infatuation is quite something that makes life happier back then. Also, the only clear memory of form one was easter day. Karl and Zixian were my classmates back then, and as everyone knows, form one is the stage where girls hate boys. Absolutely detest. So cf was giving out hard boiled eggs that very day, and to pay back for those annoying kicking of chairs I endured, snitched the pencil box of the table, and squashed the egg in it. GOSH, THAT WAS THE BOMB! (:
And the friends that I made, the bond shared, priceless. As of now, I should really head to bed for some quality rest. Cheers to the five years of 'uniformed' memories.
We were happily reminiscing, and realized that we weren't such goody two shoes after all. There was this story where the prefect and the librarian/asst monitor who were constantly out of class, taking every possible chance to walk around school just like that. From buku pontengs, submission of attendance to the office, editorial board duties, toilet breaks.. anything possible, they are the ones volunteering themselves. Hahaha, till to a point where all teachers know about their habits. It wasn't a very good thing though, but I enjoyed it immensely, the freedom.
Oh, and there was the cleanliness award, where the 'cleanest' class will be awarded the medal for a week. Guess whooooooo went crazy obsessed over it? Yes, we were THAT kiasu over this particular award, till we won it almost every other week. Drumroll applause to Jiayi.
There was the incident of playing mafia during bm class, and half the back of the class were so unusually quiet and were closing eyes.. HAHAHAHA, I couldn't remember this though. And it came to class page, where we were burning paper edge (for deco purposes) at the back of the class when teacher was infront teaching. Oh gosh, the horror, the fun, the excitement and thrill back then.
Of course there were some that I would rather keep to myself and not mention here, but infatuation is quite something that makes life happier back then. Also, the only clear memory of form one was easter day. Karl and Zixian were my classmates back then, and as everyone knows, form one is the stage where girls hate boys. Absolutely detest. So cf was giving out hard boiled eggs that very day, and to pay back for those annoying kicking of chairs I endured, snitched the pencil box of the table, and squashed the egg in it. GOSH, THAT WAS THE BOMB! (:
And the friends that I made, the bond shared, priceless. As of now, I should really head to bed for some quality rest. Cheers to the five years of 'uniformed' memories.
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