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Thanks
I give thanks
Not only for
What I have
But also for
What I will
Soon come
To find.

I give thanks
For trials
And tribulations
That have to
Be overcome.

I give thanks
For the test
That must
Be passed.

I give thanks
For happiness
And pain.
No matter the
Emotion - I
Give thanks
Just the same.

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Wednesday, August 29, 2007

i'm pretty darn proud of myself, i spent a good four hours at the airport today mugging my ass off. i didnt exactly complete much, but like i always say, it's the quality, not the quantity that matters. although i do wish i could complete greater quantities with better quality. nevertheless, it was a good way to get the momentum going for promos. i do hope it's not too late. next week i will probably be at the airport almost everyday in order to cram everything i know into that brain of mine.

it was a pretty mentally exhausting day, we had three periods of chem in a row! coz of the extra makeup tutorial plus the two practical periods, which were used for tutorial purposes instead. i spent 2 hours and 35 mins in a chair sandwiched between edubooks and xiaohan while listening to dear miss lim try her darnest to get ionic equlibria and spa skill d into our poor, tired brains. you've got to give miss lim credit for trying, and actually having the stamina to teach non-stop for three periods.

back to the airport. the airport is now my mugging chapel. it's almost like holy mugging ground. everytime i get there, im in my muggig element. and i guess i did share some good times back there, back when we were all mugging hard for Os. i remember when i set a laughing record (about 30mins) laughing at hoyan for some random reason, how there were some tensions back then among a few classmates, how me and kelly, listening to the radio laughed randomly to the bemusement of our companions at Dan and Young's lame jokes on 987, listening to the breaking news of Steve Irwin's death over the same radio show. ahhh, those were the days. i still remember so much more stuff, like our crystal jade bakery fetish and the obsession with the mango bun, and my chilli madness ordering malay rice with extra spicy curry and sambal belachan. the more i type, the more memories flow back...

i walked through ahs today, first time i stepped in in a long time. i sort of had this stigma of returning too often. so i would walk around it if i had to go back by mrt. but today i decided to walk through since it was late and i assumed nobody was there anymore. which is quite sad, coz i was there at 6.45pm, and it just struck me how changed everything was. no councillors hiding in the council room hoping that uncle hassan would not lock them in and no late-staying muggers in the canteen, nobody playing the piano in the concourse and no uniform group practising their drills. i guess it was a bit too late, furthermore exams are around the corner. but i do remember ahs still having a life after 630 when i was around. now it feels so...empty.

im currently in a mass convo with primary school friends, a whole ton of them. it's crazy. today seems like "reminisce your growing up years" day. we started talking about teachers and fellow classmates and the stupid things we did back when we were 12 in RSS. haiz. they are a bunch of crazy people. slightly vulgar, but childhood friends nonetheless. it's crazy when we said it's been 5 years since we last met. i cant believe it's been so long. some people are as talkative as ever, even on msn, some as crappy. i guess some people never change, some grudges never heal and some memories never fade. it feels surreal that i was in RSS with this bunch of people for 2 whole years and we played some pretty funky stuff back then. and some people did some pretty stupid things.

now it's RJC, wonder what sort of memories will be accumulated and what sort of friends will remain?

random thought: I hate PW.

9:16 pm