Friday, August 29

Nostalgia of Swinging on Birches

The Sec 3 and Sec 5 students are on special holiday today.

Because the Sec 3s are having PMR in one month's time; and the Sec 5s are having SPM trials in one week's time.

School gave us study leave. How rare.

Anyway, I had to go to school for English Literature class.

After dropping off the other students, went for breakfast at the mamak restaurant.

The lady who sends me to school belanja le~

Then followed her to pick up this Vietnamese lecturer who teaches in UCSI.

Got off at McDonalds'.

Saw the girls from 5S1 having an Add Maths group study.

Such a coincidence. I am revising Add Maths for today too.
I hate integration.

Mmm... love hotcakes with lots and lots of butter.

Stopped doing after I finished paper 1 of the model questions. Took out my journal and continued yesterday's unfinished prose.
Walked to school at 10am. Exactly when the Patriotic Month performance was over.

Brought my camera to take my before-graduation pictures.

I love my daughter, Cat...

... and Jer, my son-in-law (I have to, right? Lol, jokin', I love both of them equally as much because I want to).

We love Nike. Just do it.

We are one bunch of bangaus.

We were talking about school and the impressive speech given by Mr. John yesterday.

Then Adam just had to strike some perasan pose. We no eye see.
Prefects chased them all into the hall to watch some movie. I sat in the canteen talking to Cat, Jer, Li Yen and Xan (a fugitive then, constantly hiding from Eric and Mr. John).
Followed the prefects to eat with the teachers.
Felt so nostalgic when I saw the performers still in their costumes.
I was involved in the Patriotic Month performance since Sec 1. Now I'm not, and it's my last year here. My days on the school stage are numbered.
If it's not with my classmates, then it's with the Chinese Orchestra, or it's some pantomime with other schoolmates, or with my drama team.
Had lessons with Pn. Lim in the library. It was like a lesson about life, that's why I love literature.
Pn. Lim asked Mich and I to come back and help with next year's drama audition. I'm so coming back.
P/S: I would like to dedicate the poem 'Birches' by Robert Frost to all my ASEAN buddies. Read it thrice and hopefully you can relate it to how our trip in China affects your life now. Love y'all.

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