The Farewell Dinner

Which was Tay being surprised he was part of the organizing committee.


Which was us helping Nicholas sing


Which was Kenny and gang trying to make our ears bleed.





I think it was fun.

Melancholy *slap*

I signed Abigail's The Looking Glass, stapled one doodle of her snoring in bm class, and then proceeded to read Paul's poem to her. Its amazing how long i've known the two cousins. One decade. Abigail loved pink, a colour i am genetically predisposed against, and Paul bit my arm. What a way to start a friendship.

My yearbook is filled with signatures now. From Tang's girlfriend wishes to Chin Peng my osotogari is better than yours neninenipupu, from Cikgu Lau don't dream of ants to Garricks wishes of the future, it condenses five years of memories, of character building and choices, friends, foes and the occasional blurb. Imagined how different it could've been.

I was given a choice by my father after the upsr.

"St Joseph or St Thomas?"

To tell you the truth i didn't care which, as long as there was no chinese.

And now, looking back over the years, i can't help but appreciate everyone in the school. Tay for being much, much better (see?! i edit). Kenny for being the much needed Rock to the class (perhaps he should be called Peter?), Paul for being The Psychologist. Aidan for being the sexually starved genius. Okay i was kidding.

What am i now? Still changing, the boy who didn't understand much bm at form 1, was mixed up with Paul and was thought to be an iban? Or am i a different person?

I like to think so. 14 year old me would've punched Goldon in the face when he boasted of how much he had done for the school after one particularly grueling add math session. But i didn't.

I think that's an improvement, don't you?