Skip to main content

the last day...

Yesterday was so emo. The P6s are leaving the school and also their best friends. But i feel quite hard to leave a school where i have studied in for six years. From primary one till now primary six, 12 years of age. The principals come and don't go but the teachers are always missing. They have been transfered or retired. Like our Miss Yip now. Too sad to see her leave the school which she have been representing for six years or so. The saddest thing is to leave the best of friends you 've had. Doesn't matter Malay, Chinese or Tamil. What does matter is that they are your friends.

But in this school is where i understand what is love. I also understand the meaning of trust. Without trust, i would not be graduating now. I trust my friends for teaching me and the teachers too. I honestly think that primary six is the best year in my primary school life. Because the teacher i had in primary six is very different from other teachers. She is totally different coz she was very caring but when she is angry, the class would be quite. But her angriness would last only for a little while then she would start to be normal again. The worst year would be in Mrs Khoo's class. I was so unlucky to be in her class. But that class was second best anyways. Now, Mrs Khoo is very cool tempered i think. Coz she don't scold that much anymore. She became a mother already. That was fast. Wishing her good health and good life ahead. To Mdm Haniza, I would like to wish her a happy and great life. Stay happy always!

To all my friend out there, i want to say thanks for guiding me throughout the years. And cheering me on when i am down. Wish everyone a great future and hope to see you guyz again whenever possible.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Limited.

No hugs today. I sent her home with no goodbye hugs. It was meant to be a norm. I don't know what her reason was but it didn't really matter. Although through that, i am starting to suspect something amiss. The topic of the incident (previous post) was brought up again in BK while we were having late dinner. Things she said that i realised: 1) it was my fault to have kept things from her 2) it was my fault that things are worse off now than before 3) it's as though she wants me out I don't know what to infer. I mean as best as i could, i would do everything right and treat her right. But of course, i'm only human that makes mistakes like texting a girl behind her back and still keeps her secrets (what a douche!). I'm sad. I'm utterly disappointed in myself that i wasn't telling her every single thing there could be said. Oh i was damn wrong on that. In recent times, she keeps mentioning names of people who're far better looking than me in schoo...

the Sunday before Christmas.

wow. so much for homework day. it turns out to be a catastrophe. i didn't even touch my homework! argh. woke up quite early, as compared to other days. but mother had plans already and no choice but to follow her. went out to visit my cousin who just gave birth to a baby girl. extremely adorable. then went home for awhile. went out again to NEX at Serangoon to walk about and see what's there. honestly, it was a total waste of time. ate late lunch at Wendy's and went home. and now i have totally no mood to do anything since tomorrow i'll be heading out of Singapore already. i should totally bring my homework along and try to squeeze as much as i can into the limited time i'm already having. DAMN. k, Sunday's proved unproductive. maybe my brain works during weekdays. screwed. see you in three days time starting from tomorrow, humans. shit TOTALLY happens but life has to go on.
A NEUTRON WALKS INTO A BAR AND ORDERED A BEER. WHEN ASKED FOR THE BILL, THE BARTENDER SAID, "FOR YOU, NO CHARGE!" - BIG BANG THEORY I WANNA GO WATCH DAVID CHOI SO BADLY! ANYONE KIND ENOUGH TO ACCOMPANY ME? PRETTY PLEASE. :D maybe, just maybe, you're the reason i became so strong. but for sure you're the reason i can't sleep. aren't you tired? you've been running through my mind all day! no, no. this is not called emotional. but if it is, then it is all your fault for not making me happy. what would you wish for, if you had one chance? i'd wish for you and i to become us .