Yes, surprisingly this is the first post ever done in year 2008. Weird huh.

It's just our sec 2 days. And now, after our sec 4 days, which is around 7 months rom now? It might as well be another stop to all our friendship days.

They say, friends just walk in and walk out of our lives. How sure are we that we still will communicate with each other, how sure are we gonna say that even if we meet along the road a few years from now, we can still talk leisurely and not be stuck in awkward conversations.

Someone told me once, that I should make the effort to enjoy every single aspect of secondary school life when I was in sec 1. She said that our secondary shool days were most probably the best times of our lives.

Just see, primary school, its primary. Nobody cares, we're all gonna forget each other after 6 years. Well at least that was how mine was.

Poly, or JC, work is comming in tonns. Your social circle have grown larger, you have grown slightly more sensible, but you don't seem to have your fellow clique members and atually hang out like kids. Especially in JC.

Uni, needless to say. Its a kiss goodbye to our sheltered world.

Secondary. Work is not that hard, we have ample time for our friends. Our punishments are minor, our quarrels are small, its easy to just forgive and forget.

Sometimes, it's sort of sad that we forget the simplexity of our lower secondary days and get into squabbles.

Maybe Im saying too much. My overall point is, it's pretty obvious one of our supposedly best chapters of life has come to an end. I don't really like that "chapters of life come to an end" thing. Sounds so cheesy and cliche. You hear it everywhere.

Anyway.

Our O's are lurking somewhere down the road. It sure is time to place feelings aside and start studying.

Ooo I sound like a professional psychologer wanna be.

photos of our last bbq which was eve's birthday

I know this post won't really be read.

It has been, a year now. 365 days. We're all sec 3 going on sec 4. We have all met new friends. We have all, grown up. All of us have changed. Be it hairstyles or the way we talk.

Look back, like, 2 fucking years ago. All of us were freshmans. We're like, always complaining how school sucks and etc and how oh-so-much this person hates another. Like, hot potatoes of then now seemed like, some childish memory which we foolishly laught at.

Like, even I myself I wished I was some other guy back then rather then some hyper ecentric basterd. Gah i give it to you guys who tolerated me well yea. Like, even my parents went berserk.

We have all been dispersed, 3e1, 3e2, 3e3, 3e4, 3e5. All once from a rather normal average class. 2e2 06.

See, laughing at how Katar scolded us, on how all the teachers screamed and loved us. Eh, hopefuly. Like, geography teachers. Our dear Miss Tham( paris hilton), then we've got like, Mr Natheniel Lee(some girl heart melting machine), Mdm Tay (yea, da chang jin look alike),Miss Pushparani(yea. the one which cried) and so on.

Isn't like, kinda sad that like, everything just, smashes away. We cant pick all those precious pieces together; neither can we paste them back again. It's like, something one time use only. Memories through rose tinted glasses, our problems back them seemed to have decreased in their level of seriousness.

We'll go like: LOL, YA LOR. YOU ASSHOLE LOR THEN XD"

when actualy back then, we were like,

:MA DE LA YOU FUCKER CHEE BYE KANINA MOTHER $%^@&#!;*^$%&*%$;*&~@;^*" etc etc etc.

See.

Now we have found other memories. Maybe even memories which might displace our sec 2 days.

Relationships. New classes.

everything.

Oh well. Just a reminder for all of us. Like, just sit back, and think. Were we really that, close? Are we just like, being close and acting like we're damn close just cause everyones doing it?

Or are we all, for real. Like, reality. Where by Cinderella doesn't find her shoe. Whereby, Snow white doesn't wake up from Prince Charming's kiss. Or whereby Rupunzel's hair is no that long to even reach half the tower.

It's these little things in life, like secondary school, which really makes us wonder. It's something pretty much touching.

Gues Im saying too much,

had our 2e2` o6 gathering at fawn's house
on 21 June 2007
an enjoyable one, i must say. x)
just uploaded some photos.
i'll try to keep this blog alive. haha

hello guys! =DD
com'on, bring the floodings && taggings back! (:
e2 blog may not be alive, but the e2-ians are ever alive! ((:
yeah. we're now in different classes, but our hearts will ALWAYYYYS be together. (:
e2 people, do work hard for the up-coming mid year exam.
put your heart into it and we'll all be able to get good grades by the end of the year,
and by sec 4, we would be able to set a good result for the school at national level~!
TAKECARRRRRE (:

ok people, look. all of us have been disperesed to diff classes. but lik WHARD DHAR HACK.

WE ARE COCONUTS. WE WANNA BE YOUNG AND STAY RETARDED FOREVER. OK, maybe not u guys, BUTT CMON, BRING DHAR LLLLLLLLIIIIIIIIIIVVVVVVVVVEEEEEEE
BACK IN HERE LEH.

haiz...im bored...so...ill write a crap poem here...keep the blog alive too...

the skin which we saw each other in,
have all flown to the bin,

the skies which we were under those days,
have left us now with lot of things to say,

boring have our lessons become,
from textbooks and teachers they always come,

seeing some faces may make us all puke,
seeing some assighnments just mak us wanna nuke,

tearing of worksheets and lamating at assighnments,
we'd rather wash our own undergarments,

fishing out answers from pros and nerds,
in the end, their names not heard

too bad too sad is all we say,
of cource, common sence, its onli okay,

we dont care,
we dont care,
and,

we realy realy dont care

textbooks turn to rugby balls,
assighnments turn to autemn leaf falls,

so much for our attitude,
but lik wad the hell we dont act cute,

ok, some may talk miiee iissh dhaar thiissh,
but tell you wad, we'll show you a fist.

we may not be best at studies,
nor good are we at soprty muddies,

but like what the hack,
this is e2, if u don lik, then too bad,

cry if u wanna, skold if u wanna,
tell u wad, just be a mamma,

e2 e2 history now,
but who ever said history cnnt repeat its nouns.




ok, crap, bb.