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POP
Tuesday, March 08, 2005

it was a real tiring day today.. early in the morning (actually not that early.. it was ten), b and i went to play squash with uncle latif and his friend.. squash seemed like a "foreign" game to the both of us.. we couldn't run, missed easy duh shots, get thrashed.. balls whizzed past us at the speed of light, leaving us with awed confused faces cos we had no idea where the ball went.. my hands were aching.. they are still aching.. its really bad.. b's legs were jelly.. haha.. both of us just lamenting and sighing.. and reminscing about the old days..

these days i think about the past a lot. but now, the images have fast forwarded a little.. instead of thinking about squash trainings, i thought about the times spent studying in school, esp the period during prelims and before a's.. when we would fight for places at the "make-out corner", spray fire extinguisher into john's ts, use the fire extinguisher to create the misty effect while renji scared other girls with a "scream" mask from the welfare room.. when we would study till 10.. and the hockers would try out tricks like the phantom hand and phantom neck, and then try to scare al and i when we went toilet.. i miss those days.. those days of climbing over the gate.. getting caught once by the police and being escorted out the gate (w/o climbing) by them.. fighting for ts-es and the red ikea chair.. fighting with kaihan for cd players which could play burned cds.. messing up people's ts and hiding their belongings when they went out for lunch.. pasting "john is not allowed" messages on the doors of ts-es.. chioing notes and going out for lunch at ghim moh where the cai fan auntie would recognize wang and i.. cheering each other up and panicking together.. planning our calendars.. having BBC championships.. *grin grin* these memories.. they come back to me before i sleep.. making me smile.. its true.. the times u remember most about school are not the times spent mugging, but the other spontaneous things that you do besides mugging.. i'm so glad i spent my jc years with a bunch of dynamic fun people..

today was wang's POP.. Passing Out Parade.. :) it was a majestic sight.. i felt this immense sense of pride as i saw the platoons and companies march out with the uniformed steps.. i know its weird, cos its not me marching, but nonetheless, knowing that my beloved is part of this wonderful formation makes me swell with pride.. and i felt happy knowing that my dear was putting in extra effort cos i was there.. :) i would have cried if there weren't so many people around.. this kind of scenes never fail to touch me.. i thought about the effort they put in.. (whether willingly or not) and all the suffering they went through.. its really their day! so proud of all of them..! the horrible thing was.. the sun was so hot.. my heart ached for my wang who was standing there.. not able to move.. like wad i told his mum "wo wei na bian de mei yi ge ren xin tong, dan shi wei le yi ge ren jiu te bie xin tong".. his mum just looked at me and smiled.. haha.. met amir at the ferry terminal.. and we were chatting for most part of my stay at tekong.. good luck to amir who's going in on fri.. in 3 months time, it will be his turn to experience the joy and pride of passing out unscathed!
good job dear! i'm so proud of you! really really so proud of you, and happy at the same time, for now, you've got another cove of treasured memories to add on to your book of life..

invigilation tml.. wonder how it will be like.. tiring? sian.. i know tml will be hell.. delayed onset of muscle soreness.. hopefully i can get to spend a lot of time with him these 10 days..

__pondering* 10:17 PM :)