A load of memories

This post will be dedicated to the moments I have missed throughout well, possibly my 18 years.
Some memories don’t come with pictures, I guess that’s a pity.
But here are some moments which were all good memories, and days which made me smile.

Before this post rolls out, well.
Look, it’s already December!
I don’t know but, don’t you think the year passed a little too fast?
For the last few months of this year, it has all been studies studies studies studies.
Then when it all finally ended at the last chemistry paper, there was a sort of emptiness.
Like, hey, I don’t have to go home and study!
The feeling was new. It took a while to get to me.
But really, it actually doesn’t feel like As have ended yet.
Just knowing that I can finally have a real break from studying is comforting enough.
So, I’m thankful I’m still alive.
Thankful it’s all over.
Thankful for the people who stuck with me.

Anyway, here goes, the moments I’ve missed.
It’s all in pictures. I guess if there were words, they’ll come to you once you see the pictures.

Here’s moments with Claire and Evelyn. We had our own version of post-prom hahaha which was just staying in the hotel, so FY was there too!

Then there was smss choir.
Ah, :’)

The OG days that were made awesome with these people.

Not forgetting the people from saints chorale.

Then, the people that made college life bearable. We used to call ourselves High Seven.
I miss the old days where we all had each other.
But mostly, we’re all moving towards all different directions now. These people still mean a lot no matter.

Anddd, of course I can never forget these.

Ah, sigh.
Memories that mean just too much to me, and I’m still making more.
Looking forward to tonight! To Saturday!
Andddd to the day I get to see FY!

Can’t be anymore thankful, for everyone that have made me smile, and made my life the way it is. :)

 

Another walk

So I spent the night looking at old old photos.
Giggled at some, shocked at some others.
A lot of good old memories.
There was the 4/6 class shirt and don’t you miss the uniform and cca skirt?
I actually still remembered the cca skirt.
And the comfy pe t-shirt which I still wear to sleep.
And how we had to tuck in our shirts no matter what.
How our skirts were supposed to be strictly knee length so if you kneel it’s supposed to touch the floor.
The class times.
Our last racial harmony day! Hahaha my golden cheongsam.
And you know what I kinda really can’t believe?
It’s how fair I’ve become today!
I was wondering why I feel like I looked different.

Hello hello, I wanna go tanning someone how I don’t have time. :(

 

Always afraid to get too happy.

Because the next time I fall back down, trip or something, it’s just going to feel worse.
Yet I know I can’t possibly keep feeling this way.
There will be exceptions here and there.
But I’m still afraid.

Yesterday was, (I can’t find an adjective! :( )

Alright, I’m having second thoughts about what I initially wanted to post.
Sigh, I don’t know ah, I cannot just think of myself even though this is my space right?
That’s because this is the world wide web.

So I guess, I’m not saying much about yesterday.
I feel bad enough already for leaking on so many things on my side!
WHY I LIKE THAT AH. :(
I was asking myself that a lot yesterday.

In a nutshell, I had a good evening-night yesterday.
There’s always something special to days like these.
And I realised I’m very suay, but I shall not elaborate further.
I liked the night lights!
And looking up once in awhile just to catch the moon and some stars.

Oh yes, I made my way back to jrt since I was in the area.
(Okay so this won’t be a nutshell hehe)
Memories flood me, I didn’t think I’d have missed that place so horribly.
My old shop, the old carpark, our(godsisters and I) lao di fang, the bus ‘terminal’, the basketball court, my sorrow seat, the slopes, the little park behind my block, the little corner shop under block 9, the long staircase to ikea, ah just so many things. I felt overwhelmed in fact but I kept it in.
The old couple at the corner of the block was still there.
Joanna’s grandparents, oh my gosh I just remembered!
Joanna’s my primary school friend.
I used to get to see her when she visits her grandparents.
Ah miss the old days.

Can you imagine if I still lived there now?
Well, actually I can’t, because my family wouldn’t be as it is today.
I miss that place, but I guess it’s not somewhere I should think of going back.
Forward’s the only way to go.

Alright, study day ahead!
Happy National Day!

 

Walking backwards

I miss going to wholesale centers with my dad.
While it’s intimidating being in such a huge place because I’m always afraid of getting lost.
Afraid that my dad wouldn’t be able to find me.

Then there were those big rooms used to refrigerate the fruits and I like going in there because it’s cold and exciting.
Fresh fruits always give off a very pleasant smell too.
The sellers there were friendly towards me and would try to strike a conversation.

Then I remember times when a stray dog comes by and my face would lighten up because I always loved dogs.
That was when I haven’t had Jack yet.

After we had Jack and the pups, I used to bring them to dog run which is beside the wholesale center while my dad would then go buy the usual fruits.
I used to play hide and seek with them.
While at the start, they would roam on their own and not bother if I left, few minutes later they’ll be frantically running back to you.

Now we can’t bring them to dog run anymore because they are aggressive towards each other.
And we don’t go to the wholesale center because we don’t need fruits from there anymore.

But the memories were so pleasant. (Though sometimes I do admit I don’t want to go to the wholesale center but was made to.)
I remember the mangosteen place, the watermelon place, the one with the vegetable and the oranges and apples!

Ah, good old days.

 

What if everything changed suddenly?

Went out with FY(!) again yesterday!
I think it’s so amusing how we go to quite a number of places in a day.
It sure was a pity that the weather was too crazy for a lovely day at Botanics, rawwr.

Picture of Saturday!

Oh yes, you know, I was just thinking.
Do you remember when we were at Queenstown Library studying for Chinese Os, and then we were trying whether our gray clean colour marker was obvious on the skin, and then coincidentally, we both drew a circle on the other side of our palm!
Ah, such sweet memories. ;]

 

Another trip back in time.

Spamming @Jkoeyy because all the jrt memories are flooding back.
It’s crazyyyy. :’)

 

He seems to understand my thoughts on leaving.

This is my stay-home week.
Supposedly for study but obviously, that doesn’t work out.
I end up in front of the television most of the times.
Just somehow, I can watch the television for hours.
Then I get really tired, and decide it’s bedtime.
At least my bedtime hours are back to normal. Heh.

Went back to smss yesterday.
You know, I really really like it there.
I’m sorry if I might offend anyone saying this, but I just don’t like it at current school.
And that’s the most polite way I can put it already.

Was back to the place where I felt at home.
The theatrette.
I like that place.
I miss singing with smss choir.
Where singing was about nurturing the love for it.
Now, sadly, it’s about being the best.

I miss having Ms Grace as my conductor.

Watched some anime with brother yesterday on tv.
Now I’m afraid I might be hooked on it.
In the sense that I want to finish the episodes you know.

This is bad.
I am being really honest here.
I really haven’t studied.
I swear.

Woah. What am I doing.

 

She was going to make me cry

Nerissa Tay choonlinggggg….. ):
i know this is really random, but i really really really miss you, and all the st margs peeps.
and the gossips in the morning.
and all the times when i thought i couldn’t make it
and you would encourage me with a note every morning.
and the chocolates
and the talks
and the smell. HAHAHA.
and i really mis…s everything so much i feel like crying now.
maybe it’s because tomorrow is monday.

Because I miss life at st margs too.
And yes, maybe the fact that tomorrow is monday is equivalent to a whole new week of torture. :/

 

Lose your feelings.

Just now, I was waiting for the train with Michelle after choir.
Coincidentally, we met Ms George there as she would be taking the same train as us.
She’s the primary school English teacherrrrr.
And the amazing thing was, though she never taught me, nor do I remember speaking to her, she rememberrrrs me!

She only got the Choon in my name but I don’t blame her.
Chinese names are not easy to cope with heh.
But it was heartwarming you know.
Mmmm.

The other dayyyyy,
I think it was yesterday.
Ethan recognised me from WYCF.
It was cool because, no I don’t remember him. :/

Aiks.

 

If you say so,

This morning, J1s had assembly.
It was chapel.

We were singing worship and it all just felt so..
I-miss-St-Margs.
They sang the songs we did, and I was wondering why the people around me weren’t with polka dots.
From green and white to blue and white. (Not polka dots, or course.)

Furthermore we also sang the the.
Whoever from smps would know.
We always sang a certain song at the beginning of either a term or a semester, and we sing another at the end of either the term or semester too.
I don’t know if it can be called a hymm.
Brings back all those memories.

Ahhhh, ):

 

The little trip back.

Do you remember how we used to communicate in class?

I’ve blurred out the content as much as I can so that, yeah.
Should be harmless content but it’s safer doing so.

I miss those days, don’t you?

 

Take a trip back.

Somewhere in the world today is Bubble Wrap Appreciation Day, a day to celebrate the joy Bubble Wrap brings to our lives.
Source from Desiree Lai’s twitterrr.

Come to think of it, I miss the old school days quite abit.
Furthermore in a girls school, you can do practically anything, like sit anyway you like and be really silly or crazy.
I remember having the weeks filled with tests.
The last minute studying.
The staying-in-class for recess.
The lunch breaks in class too.
And the rushing of homework when you’re back from school.
Presentations.
Somehow, filing is something that came to my mind.
I hate filing, actually.
I’m always afraid of having missing worksheets, having a wrong content page, all that kinda stuff.
Then having to rush the file in time for submission if not you’ll get penalised or scolded or what not.

Remember trying to struggle to keep awake in class.
That was tough.
(Wait, having said that, have I said all these before? Heh. I don’t remember very well what I blog about.)

I miss the times we had errands and we’d purposely get back to class late, using the errand as our alibi.
Running all over the school looking for someone or something.
The dread of taking Height and Weight or Napfa. (Hahaha.)
But eh, it’s nice when people grow taller and they shout out of joy.
Almost everyone wants to grow taller. (I’m not an exception.)

Times you forgot a textbook and rush to another class to borrow.
(Later Biology must copy pages including the diagrams. ._. )

Times you’d want to follow an ill friend to the general office to miss lessons.
And do you remember how the school rejoices when there’s just a chance to miss class.
Even fire drill counts, and celebrations and all.
Oh, and not forgetting the very wonderful teacherrrs.

Sigh, what beautiful memories.

 

That special night,

Alright I’m here I’m here.
I felt quite excited blogging about the 19th and 20th but not until I got afraid I didn’t have the words to express what I really want to best.
And yeah that’s my problem, sentences too long just like the one above. :(

Mmmm.

On the day of prom, as I’ve said, not too much excitement, alittle apprehensive.
It got worst as prom was nearing, because of the hairdresser.

I felt my blood boiling.
I didn’t want to continue with the day then.
Well having gone into some random salon, I strongly believe I got the inexperienced hairdresser to do my hair for me.
I didn’t book her lor, I had an appointment with the other lady! *Sulks.
Even my mom agreed with me.

But anywayyy, let’s skip the bad parts.
Because that includes the part where I got ‘lost’, and my dad wasn’t on time like he said he’d be.

So besides the point, after checking into the hotel, four of us, Claire, Evelyn and FY were sort of late because it was getting late then.
But of course when we eventually get there, they’d still be people later than us.
It was cool yknw, being different shades of purple. :D

When I reached I felt abit, out of place.
Didn’t know why but it was just a feeling.
After all I didn’t feel very comfortable.
Looked around too see all the pretty pretty ladies.
Was hoping time flew and we could head back to room 1114.

I remember very well, how Yunye was hiding, ahem with her clutch that made her look like she was squeezing her ahems in photographs.
And how the table was so noisy, we werent listening to the Emcees.
And how MunYee had heels so high I didn’t know how she was running them.
We were one hungry table, hah.
Something quite significant, was when the whole table disappeared to take photos with Ms N before she left.
Together with Ms S that is.
I’ll miss all her stories.
I kinda miss school already.
The times the class shared laughter or anything else.
Don’t you?

A pity laoshi probably left straight after prom, couldn’t get a photo with her with Claire.

Come to think of it, I can’t believe only one week has passed after Os!
Feels like a month or something.

Food was alright.
I loved the prawns. B)
And table 16 went for orange juice instead of tea.
Oh do you know about the weird waiter!
Heard from Yunye that while he was leaning in to get a plate off the table, she felt him shaking.
I thought, that couldn’t be for real.
It’s just taking a plate off!
Who knew, when I asked him to take a table photo for us later, his hands were shaking too.
Maybe he’s new, or something must be terribly wrong. ._.

Dance session at the end felt more like phototaking session.
I’m sorry I didn’t appreciate the games that were in between dinner though.
Doesn’t really go together for me.
Took photos with the gorgeous ladies before heading back to the Pan Pacific Orchard.

The trip back was funny.
The ball of my foot was aching nuts.
It slipped my mind to remove my heels while sitting down for dinner.
While we groaned and struggled, at least we made it back to the hotel by the back just in time before this man locked the doors.

Here’s to the awesome people who spent the night with me.

We were in time to catch American’s next top model too, hahaha.
And I was the last the bathe, though I thought FY wasn’t going to let it happen. :X

So much for not wanting to sleep that night, I was starting to get tired.
My eyes felt sore from the dryness of my contacts previously.
The bed and aircon just made me too comfortable.
Anddd, while struggling to read the scribbles of the night where it was my communication with FY, Evelyn and Claire had their crazy moments before bedtime.
It was really amusing but thinking of it now still makes me smile.

I settled for the night in the end.
But I really should have just taken the floor please!
FY’s a light sleeper, why did I forget about that.
And through the night, I was shiveringgg.
It’s not everyday I sleep at 15 degrees celsius.
After heading to the toilet once, I went back to bed, about to be a popsicle.
Had difficulty going back to sleep but as I said.
Tired.
So I did in the end, and wasn’t aware of the spasmodic what do you call that, yah.

And and and you know!
Everytime I shifted my position, I realised I’m on a colder spot. ):
The blanket was nice heavy and thick but wasn’t able to keep me warm.
Guess with homeostasis (haha), my body temperature did more or less remain constant.

When I finally really woke up, I saw FY sitting at the study table.
So I decided I should get up too.
Nice to have company.
Went to wash up and my eye bags were horrible.
I remember I had alittle allergic reaction near my eyes after removing my make up the night before.
But it wasn’t there anymore, thank god.

Claire and Evelyn were still asleeeep.

We explored the hotel andddddd,

I like that photo.
But I know she likes the other.

The breakfast one!

I was hungry so we went back to get wallets and breakfast for the rest.
Evelyn was awake.
I think she woke Claire up when we left, :X

After breakfast was time for pictures!
I have to say, toilet’s really good with all the mirrors.

Here goes,

I think Claire was talking to me.
Anddddd,

So cute right.
They felt like my sisters.
It felt like we were taking family photos. :D

I left early with FY since I was afraid of coming home to see that my dad’s all angry and my mom would get into trouble.
But what can you say.
Those were awesome hours.

I love love love you guys. :D