a place where she always goes

Friday, May 28, 2004

im seem to be blogging a day late..
feel like blogging yesterday's events which i dint get down to blog cos i was.. too tired to blog and was busy chatting with students. so there you go. grin.
sheesh. after school went with my mum to jurong point to shop for clothes and i ended up spending approx $160 on clothes, shoes and one birthday present. groan. im spending too much. and i just spent $160 odd on clothes just two weeks ago. ahh im splurging.. i shouldnt be doing this. but then again the holidays are finally here and im should be enjoying myself so there you go. grin.

today was my last day in school today. its encouraging to hear students saying 'ms teo, you come back and teach us la.." cos ultimately those words of encouragement are soothing to the ears and it does encourage people like me who likes to hear nice things. really. grin. got a couple more pressies today and one was actually a red bear from tanty but she refused to sign off, making it look like a present from the entire 1E1 when actually she bought it. so sweet. and i especially like the card made by the 2E1 girls.. and the small little sign.. oh sigh. guess i would miss them when the time comes. yeah. and im supposed to go for the 1E4's class gathering bbq at summerhill together with yuanshin and daniel. im staying away from the pool. i dont wanna be pushed into the pool. kailyn dearest, the kids really want you to come down too.. yeps. so do come down after your work k? oh wells.

well. was watching 2E5 doing classroom cleaning today and i felt so weird. seemingly out of place but yet im not. i dint feel like a teacher but yet im not the student. i soo wanted to pick up a rag and start cleaning the windows but i was only supposed to keep an eye on them. if i really did, i wonder what would mr tam say. really. he was preoccupied with meet-the-parents session. thank goodness im not involved. phew. and somebody was shouting into the next block, trying to gain the attention of either a sec 3 or 4 girl, am i right sean? grin. glenn was cleaning the fans and twirling them at the same time i was actually worried that he would cut his head off. but then again, the chances of that happening would be as minute at 1 in a trillion. or maybe a million. just in case somebody had switched on the fans by accident or something.. grin. which wouldnt happen anyway la..

was clearing my room for the whole afternoon and threw away a hell lot of papers. and came across the letter i wrote to my class people as a whole. read it again and thought that it was pretty sweet of me to come honest with my opinions. yea gimme an ego boost man. grin. here was what i wrote.

Dearest classmates.

Considering the fact that most of us would be going on our own separate ways after A levels, I decided to compose a letter to all of you as a whole, to remember the fun times we spent together and the classes we�ve been through for the past 2 years (well, almost...), to forge deeper friendships between all of us and hopefully, to remember our one and only 02S33 of hwa chong junior college.

Haha. I sound utmost serious and sentimental here, but I just want to say that whatever I say here are my most sincere true feelings and I hope nobody is offended through out the cause of this letter. Initially I tried to compose a cute poem, something like an ode to 02S33, but sad to say, I failed to succeed. Thee shalt try again later, if I have the enlightment and inspiration to continue what I failed just now.

Okay, enough crap. Oops. Hee. Anyway, the process of how this special class was formed was indeed a tumultuous one, and that particular period is still etched deeply within my memories. Indeed, it was saddening for me to leave behind 02S36, but it was also a new beginning to my junior college life as a 02S33 student. Initially, I was confused and upset, at seeing how my friends left for other colleges and relief at seeing some coming back to join us ultimately. Also, there was the usual uneasiness at meeting new people in the new class with most of you being PRCs. I have to admit that I felt a tad uncomfortable because I never had a PRC classmate in my entire life (with the exception of zhang qing in first three months J) and I did not know what to expect. However, now I came to realise that I forgot that everyone of us were ultimately students, fellows of HJC and human beings. *grin* pardon me if my behaviour initially was that of aloof and ignorance, with a little unbearing because I really had no idea on how to handle such circumstances.

Guess it was pretty obvious to Mr Lim (remember him? He�s currently teaching at jurong west secondary school which is somewhere in boon lay if I am not mistaken) that the Singaporeans and Chinese scholars were not really mixing. Therefore, he took out one particular period to make all of us draw maps of our countries on the whiteboard and identify where we lived. That was a memorable time. I knew we had fun laughing at each other�s maps because it was totally out of shape and some of us did not even know where our homes were exactly located within the country! That broke the ice between all of us and I guess from that point of time, we started to converse with each other, no matter in how small and minute a way it may be. It was a significant beginning and wonderful start to the making of new friendships.

The angel mortal game we tried to initiate catalysed the understanding between everybody, though I knew it was going to be an easy game because it was kind of easy to guess who your angel and mortal would be within the class itself. Can you guys still remember your angel and mortal? Me angel was Hai Tao (right? J) for he stated in one of his letters that he liked to sing, especially Sun yanzi. See, I can still remember! And I shared a mortal with Ruoling, who was Si kang. He said he liked bus guides, so we went out to get the latest one for him. We saw his face of initial surprise, then amusement during one of the lectures when he received the present, and that feeling was simply wonderful. To be able to make people smile is a blessed skill and we ought to do it more often. *smile*

The chalet in May 2002 at downtown east was considered a success (in my opinion at least...) most of us turned up and we had an enjoyable time. It gave us the chance to interact even more and get to know each other better. I can vividly remember the guys pigging out on the bed watching television, and the girls playing cards the whole night through. With an occasional senior �pop in session� to entertain the class, it was definitely a memorable way to celebrate the end of block test 1.

Time flew past in the second half of the year when everybody began to get more busy and committed to his or her CCAs. I, for one, definitely spent more time with Interact after I took over the reins as president. However the times we shared in class, like when de wen tried to crack funny lame jokes, or one of the guy PRCs say something funny, causing the entire first row to engulf in laughter and leave the rest of the class baffled as to �what was so funny?� Those minor little things that may not seem significant in your entire life, plays a small but important role to me. These are the things I remember that happened in my jc life, and highly unlikely to occur somewhere else.

Brigde sessions was common and often, with some lasting till late at night around 7 plus 8. Those are the wacky and crazy times the girls shared. To Ruoling and Sijia, remember our rum and rasin night? When all of us got �drunk� and were on such a high it was truly an unforgettable night. It is such a wonder to be able to play bridge like hell for the past 2 years and avoid getting caught by the teachers. The only time we were caught was on teacher�s day and we were so lucky that Elaine toh tan just let us off with a warning just because it was teachers� day. How lucky. *grin*

Promotional Examinations came and flew past. Festival of sports was another event that saw the class united in the cause of playing for the fun of it, and at the same time, hoping to be able to build stronger bonds. Most of us participated enthusiastically and enjoyed ourselves tremendously despite the fact that we were thrashed most of the time and how I let in two goals during floorball at the hall. Oops. Encouragement and cheering were heard, urging the players to play their hearts out and enjoy the thick of action on the courts.

2003 arrived. We became seniors and had our own junior class. To be honest, I did not know what type of junior class to expect and how they would react to us seniors. But thankfully they were enthusiastic and fun (just like their dear old seniors *ego* )we enjoyed bringing them into the hwa chong big far-mily (remember dear old mr ang for this ah�) and cruising through orientation with them. I felt as though I was back in j1 when I could enjoy life till the maximum.

Dramafeste 2003 was a totally new experience for me. Realised most of the cast and crew (say the j2 main committee) came from S33 and I can indeed say that we put in our entire efforts into producing the best we wanted the whole play to turn out. Kudos to jinyang and de wen, our wonderful directors, and sijia, our productions manager. I really enjoyed working with you guys, this play was truly a product of our hard work and I am proud of it.

This was also the year whereby I talked to the girl PRCs a lot more and I truly can say that you girls are a funky cool cute caring bunch of wonderful females. Finally, during this year, I shed my uneasiness and awkwardness to befriend everybody in the class. Though I may not have succeeded and still rarely talked to some as compared to the others, I personally feel that I feel so much more at ease with everybody in class this year.

In 2002, I felt as though I was living in a virtual world where some things were unexplainable and awkward. But this year was indeed a turning point. Towards April, may 2003, I felt enlightened and as though I just woke up from a dream (don�t ask me how thought, it was as if something clicked within me). Felt more carefree than the past 1.5 years and maybe matured considerably in the process. Learnt to take things in my stride and look at the positive side of life I guess.

I had walked through a learning journey in this 2 years and I am glad that all of you have been in my long winding journey, entertaining me, keeping me company for the past 2 years. I truly appreciate what everybody in the class have done for me in the past 2 years, be it in a small way or a big impact. You guys are truly a wonderful group of people and I am glad to be part of it. Definitely I am closer to some people in class due to the very nature of human beings who tend to clique with people of common interests and shared ideals, and I am glad for their encouragement and accompany.

All in all, I hope all of us will keep fond memories of 02S33 in 2002 and 2003. remember this class ten years down the road because it is �one of a kind� experience and we will never experience this ever again. Time has past and it�s time for all of us to move on. Hold on tightly to your dreams and pursue them as time goes along, but at the same time hold on to the bonds of friendships that we have fostered over the past two years and never let go of it. Lock the memories in your heart and look back at them from time to time. You will find yourself smiling at the childishness then and the memorable times we had shared once then.

Best wishes to everybody and may your dreams come true. Remember to keep in touch and take care always.

Yours sincerely,
Weina (also fondly known as nana. Hee)
19-10-2003

yeps. and that was the letter. kinda crappy i know. but it contained my utmost sincere feelings. really. and i came up with the poem ultimately.

A special class was born (02S33!)
in the midst of Singapore
at a certain famous college
called the hwa chong junior college

the story of how they formed
was indeed interesting
with heart wrenching stories
and surprising little twists

soon enough dust settled
and things were back to normal
you could see a line though
between two groups of people

interesting to observe
that a class of chinese students
couldnt even integrate
and all because they differentiate!

as time went on
we learnt to form
new relations
in some forms
no matter small
or how minute
it's the thought
and just that counts

time flies and soon
we'll be parting for our separate ways
keep in mind each other
keep in touch and dont lose touch

we have spend two years together
please cherish the special moments
and think back of yesterday
for we were once young and innocent then

i love you
you love me
we are one big far-mily
with a great big hug
and a kiss from me to you
wont you say you love me too

whee. grin.
i miss the good ol' days. as 02s33 and 02s36.
really.