Wind
Walking along the street, a gentle wind blew.... providing a much welcomed relief to the sweltering heat of the afternoon sun. Strolling with no aim in mind, the wind became the timely compainion to help make walking down the road easier, bringing a rare smile onto the face. Turning into the corner at the end of the street, the wind suddenly vanished. A sudden realisation- wind does not change direction, he panicked. Turned around and lunged, trying to grab on to the tail of the wind to make it stay. But...all he grabbed in the end was thin air and he started falling..... down a bottomless pit of despair. Falling and falling.... the mistakes of the past and the expectations of the future started to haunt him. He curled into a ball, crushed and defeated. Then a glimmer of hope appeared, he opened his eyes and saw light..... He stopped falling, he stood up, he understood- tht it was a natural process.....

yest was april fool's day... the only joke tht tht went through was most prob the one by the PE teacher, who claims to want to hold NAPFA yest, but in the end allowed us to play floorball:) Floorball is damn fun...more fun than soccer, coz we can beat the other PE class in it ...haha..

After sch had bridge training and rushed down to Somerset MRT after training for class dinner at Marche. For all my efforts of not being late, I was the first guy there at 7.03pm when we were supposed to meet at 7pm. lol, the girls kicked up a fuss but well at least most the ppl turned up in the end. Went to Marche to "see off" the ppl leaving the class, we hogged 3 tables to ourselves and basically had a lot of fun. At my table, we were busily teasing Mr Lim and Miss Wong.... and nic was the true mastermind...came up with a lot of funny ideas...The infamous 2 words of "I love you" was a true hit. With a spark of inspiration, we called up Mr Dave Sim, the teacher who apparently took a liking to our class after taking us for an hour(according to Mr Lim), and hui bin "chatted" with him and said the "magical 2 words". Mr Lim told us not to freak Mr Sim out but apparently he was the one freaking out, whereas Mr Sim's reply was hen2 hao3 wan2....which was dotz....
yeah...marche food is damn nice....but also quite ex... and the teachers treated us... lol, must go finish up my econs essay else will feel damn bad... Towards the end started taking a lot of photos and gathering around to talk. As I was rather tired(end of week+long day), I went into half-asleep mode which saw me slipping into a retrospective mode, tht is started imagining what it would be like when I look back on yest after like a year....Would it bring a smile and would it be so intense tht tears would well up?

A dedication to 6A(though most of them would not read this anw, it's more of a reference for myself)

Three months ago, when I first came into the class, I was like- oh no, i dun knoe anyone. The only ppl i knew were wenting who was just an CO-mate tht i didn't really knoe and nic who was in the same obs grp as me in sec 3. Most of my friends had at least 1 close friend in their class and I was tempted to change subject combi to change class, just like wat teddymon did. But I did not, and i guess i wouldn't regret it ever. I stayed, becoz i had faith...

In three months time, it is remarkable tht from complete strangers, we have bonded together with such unity. Recalling my sec 3-4 class, i think it was only in sec 4 tht everyone was comfortable and settled. To think tht we have done it in 3 months is indeed special. Though there were occaional hiccups, we overcame them. We tolerated diversity, accepted radicals, differientiated the differences and intergrated the similarities.

Thank you 6A for the wonderful 3 months. Remember the civics lesson tht we had to write something encouraging for everyone in the class on a piece of paper with his/her name on it. It was a rather ordinary affair. I mean, like in a few seconds, how can someone pen something that is truly sincere and from the bottom of the heart. However, after getting back my piece of paper, I guess I was wrong in a way. What u all wrote did not matter...it's only words after all, words, photos all seek to remind and provoke, but without memories, they are like limbs without the body. Thus, it was the memories and recollection that came with it that was truly important. Nevermind if the words u all wrote weren't meaningful, the fact that for these 3 months, no matter how small, everyone of u was part of my life and I was part of yours.. This fact alone, made the piece of paper priceless.

Sorry to anyone tht i may have unwittingly offend and pardon me if u find me ani-social. My MBTI test shows me to be a INFP and if u recall, it happens to be the extremist of the extremist.:), so pls bear with it. I can assure tht u'll see another side of me once u knoe me well enough.

Finally, though 6A is undergoing some physical separtion and dilution, we must keep our spirit intact. Even if we're miles apart, as long as the spirit is intact, it would drive all of us together.....

My favourite quote from my pri sch friend: 3 mnths seem like a min when u think bout it, but the min u spend remembering it is worth the 3 months of time.

A poem to round it up... (a repost)

THE ROAD NOT TAKEN
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Robert Frost

I took the road less travelled by..... and it has made all the difference for me....