vid says that if you look back on a year and feel no emotion, that year was a year wasted.

today was spent lounging around zach's house. watching harold and kumar.
wait backtrack.

today was the moving ceremony from mt sinai campus to bishan.
was totally against it cause it was so huge and impersonal compared to the small run down place we had before. sure the campus sucked, but it was cozy. and we got to see everyone so often too since it was so small we'd always bump into people.

the ceremony itself wasn't exactly very emotional.

especially for someone who has been going to rj and sitting on the steps above the netball court ever since she was 8, to wait for her sister to finish training and come home.

and how i used to be afraid of that yellow statue, the bust of raffles.

but the steps leading to the hall in front porch. where i spent eternity frozen in one position for open house.

or that bamboo garden where another eternity was spent. and photoshoots as well.

the hole in the wall where we'd climb and just sit in there.

the ts block. which was cold small and rundown. yet horribly cozy.

the lts which we used to rehearse for lysis.

the spex gal where we all slept together during the camp and vid and i were sharing a sleeping bag and i contemplated pushing her off onto pravin.

the indoor gym where we'd play inter class hockey.

basketball at the basketball courts.

the track when we used to run when i still could.

the field where the ruggers would play and we'll have to squint to recognize our guys..

sitting in the netball court at night just the 5 of us at camp, staring at the stars.

or watching friends projected on the white wall during graduation ceremony.

the corridor leading to the soex gall from the canteen where we sprayed firas with flour.

the small half classroom where i'd be the only person for tamil class.

the back gate and ghim moh.

our great locker place next to the stinky boys' toilets..

lt 2.5 where we had to learn the stupid dance.

and holland v where we'd go. and sometimes i'll bump into the ac kids.

climing over the gate after they lock us in.

ra meetings in empty places.

the field where we had our floury telematch.

the og place.

playing captain's ball in the netball court. and taking weird photos of us posing in the court in the middle of the rain and stamping into puddles and splashing water at each other.

nice places. too bad that they're not going to be there anymore.

the new rj is big..

i like our new classroom. spacious and less stuffy.

haven't really seen much of the rest. but i guess it's pretty impressive.

yus got interviewed by this person from the news. i was standing next to her.
but i guess after being singapore's top student, she would learn to handle the press really well.

like stupid questions like "how do you feel about the moving ceremony."

the train was nice though. they should rent a train, turn off the lights and blast music. and we can like have this dance train.

so we got to rj bishan. where the ri boys were forced to cheer for us.

haha. and then zach brought us around.

never knew how picky zach ever was. he had to go shopping for sarah's present and like spent millions of hours trying to fund something for her. haha.

but he's a real nice guy. realized today that both him and pravin make good older brothers.

this idiot was disturbing me and they just stared and wanted to go punch that person. but there seriosuly was no use making such a big deal, especially when we were in school uniform.

times like these i'm glad hongyan is around to cool things off. and make us think straight.

and they were like angrier than i was.

"protective". haha.

so i guess the amount of times i complain about the 5 class boys, they actually are kind of nice.

and party at zach's later.

we cooked.

vid screamed.

haha.

i've given pravin the title of friar.
but no one found that funny except for me.
cause he did all the frying and like got burnt 7 times.

i think we kind of broke zach's oven toaster. cause it was spitting fire by the time we were done with it.

so we deep fried everything
and got oil all over the floor.

ok, actually *i* got oil all over the floor.
cause pravin seriously needed to take a break so i offered to take over.
and like got oil everywhere.
hot oil.

and karl and zheng finally showed up so we got to eat by zach's pool. and we started talking about stuff and reminiscing.

and then vid and pravin left to walk suba home and the rest of us went to sit by the pool. and zheng and zach happily splashed all over me and karl.

zheng: eh karl, can i splash water on you?
me: NO. i'm next to him. if you splash on him, i'll get it too. don't you dare try to d..
*zheng splashes, karl moves. and i bear the brunt of the entire splash.*
me:...
zach: hahaha MAN.

and then it became a splash war. poor glenda was caught in the crossfire and became sicker than what she was before.

swimming pool water on a windy night is *cold*.

boys played pool later at his game room. i realized that i wasn't even mediocre enough to let them watch me play.

so i just gave up.

and watching harold and kumar and the racism they go through, it gets you wondering.