I figured that I am seriously mad by going against one taboo i set ( not to on the computer during exam period ). And looking back I realise that HEY! i have looking at blogs since the exams started!! ( But to be truthful i did nt really care )
I was looking at all the old blogs and primary school pictures and stuff, realising how much I have actually experienced. Still feeling nostalgic though, 'peering into my old classroom of 6H...' , or perhaps dreaming about the mindchamps courses and figured that I have left a lot of things behind. Now transitioning towards Secondary School and handling brand new tasks, it all seems like a dream... a dream I want to hold on.
Dreaming about my primary school (Nanyang Primary)... about the times we were seriously crazy about origami, folding cranes when the Mr Lee was not looking or passing messages during chinese classes maybe even racing down to the canteen in order to cut the queue or bringing 5 - 6 chicken pies into class to mug during recesses nearing exam time... It all seems boring then, a truth that we wanted to break out of. Or perhaps plainly just to enjoy what we deemed worthy as 'freedom'.
Now as I walk back towards that classroom, towards the past when we enjoyed together, I saw the wonderous times where we forged so may friendships. I still remember when our school hosted the 'Nanyang Idol' where there were four P6's singing the Black Eyed Peas song ( Where is the love... I think this was the song ) and I sworn I would want to be like them... Even the times where we had fun during the Lunar Festival that we competed and ran around the school compound and getting freaked out at shadowed areas of the school... Hahas... It does seem like it was from yesterday when we were about 120cm tall, getting our parents angry for the fun of it... It does seem like that pleasant dream where we all want to fall back in, in order to satisfy our cravings for the past...
Thinking about my primary school teachers was also one of the highlights i guess... dreaming of how they lead us to the guiding light!! Ms Chan, Mrs May Yeo, Mr Lee our three main teachers then of 6H'05!! I seriously do remember them... Mrs Yeo OWNED in English... she was actually like Mdm Tang, promising that if we do what we were told we would get As (and we did!! hooray!!) Ms Chan was more of a passionate person, enticing students with gifts and she did a lot for us giving us numerous test papers for the PSLE for math and science... Mr Lee our form teacher and Chinese teacher also did a lot... caring for us and decorated our class too !! They were seriously great just that... most of them left the primary school already to go to China T_T
Looking back at around a year ago... I was attending MindChamps lessons, feeling furious as the course robbed me of my whole Sunday every week without fail (for half a year!!) However on the contrary when the course was at its end... our whole class was dreading to leave. I still remember when we had to give 20 hugs before we could leave!! To be truthful, I thought it was rather dumb... I mean hugging to leave a course? Must as well walk out of that open door!! (right?? the door was like WIDE open!!) But geez... really craving for hugs from the class I was dedicated to, with our instructor, Sheryl! OMG she seriously rocks! She brought our feelings to the positive side no matter what... even sharing some of her past with us how we should treasure them... and I believe I feel the same now!! Btw... the song that is in my blog was played during one of the MindChamps talks... where we had to reach back and find our true road to lead... ( sounds cheesy but it seriously is memorable... I still remember where almost all the boys during the talk wanted to be pilots!! ) I also remember where we were mugging for the final test... and surprisingly we all got above 90... with Claudia getting 99 (gosh!! hahas). But it was really worthwhile mugging... eating from styrofoam boxes sitting outside shops ( at times... during talks X) )... or perhaps even the simple thing like playing games!!
In Secondary 1, I also craved for the times where all of us were strangers to the next person and all the akward times trying to get attention! Hahas! Even sharing and having a class chalet at the end of the year!! It was not the best but it was memorable as well... Thereafter at Sec 2... we performed for Teachers Day!! Not the whole class was on stage... Most of us were actually on the aisle at the third floor (supposedly jumping out and screaming HAPPY TEACHER'S DAY!! but it was screwed ... o wells... it was worthwhile, considering the time we bonded!!)
As I was sitting down at my bed thinking of the past... It does bring back good memories... The akward times... the joyous times... the memorable times... the 'emo' times... even the seemingly dumb times... when the thought suddenly dawned to me... It was not our future that frightens us, on the contrary, it was our past. Our past being the most fufilling to everyone young and old is the one that means the most to all. Once that has been taken, people are only like a bag of bones... (seemingly). Now cheering or regretting about what I have not done, I realise another chapter of my life. One that must be taken in stride, where we can enjoy the most out of it, so when we look back, we would enjoy and treasure it still. As what Sheryl said, "It need not be the best, as long as you have fun, it is worth it".
And I totally agree with that (: