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Friday, July 8; the seagulls have flown

turquoise. coconut tree. 1.5 cm tall. lord of log. smallass. fish. bah zhang. like what mei xing had mentioned, these simple almost-insignificant words mean nothing to many, but it is just some words we identify each other with. the images, the characters, the persons, the origins, the laughter that we equate them to whom. we stepped in together imperfect with flaws, lots of tarnished silver to polish, many seeds to grow and many memories to capture.

that was one year ago.

haha i still remember idza and i signed up for touch rugby but in the end, we both didnt join it. she was the drama queen in eldds and i, decided to give council a shot.

it's hard to let go whatever we had, when practically our live has been submerged into a sea of commitment and had intertwined extensively with each other, the amount of emotion and hurt we allow to penetrate into us as we grow and sublimate into a different kind. or even a different species or creatures all together.

some may hate our guts, others cant stand our faces, but many many many many more have supported us one way or another or practically in everything we do. like ive always believed, we would have not moved up, progressed and achieved so many tremendous successes, without the steps on the ladder that supported and helped us or even helped to break a fall, up to the top. the top few apples of a pile will not have that same shine, without the foundation of the those freshly picked apples below. thank you.

it's difficult to accept that we are officially not on duty for what we have been so passionate or automated or wired or triggered about for the last one year. the sudden empty feeling within the heart makes the playback of our office term events so vivid and alive. whether it's the sudden late arriving to school, the sudden integration with the class during mornings or the weird feeling of having no (or not as many) deadlines to get frantic about. and the most difficult, putting on that rounded metal un-glossed pin onto our collars. it's just post-council-syndrome i guess.

of course there were faults and friction between us haha predictably, between the girls. but what could we really do, we still had to put up and maintain our public image. easily, it can be equated to hypocrisy or putting up false fronts. some resolved it, some just decided to let it pass, but ultimately, we all HAD to work with one another sooner or later- since we were so small anyway. sigh many of us just grit our teeth, clench our fists, taking deeeeeep deep breaths and of course, smile. sigh


well, we've aimed, flew and soared, no alone though but with many others. but it's time to move on, it's time to shift our focus. it's time for us to take a step back, no matter how reluctant (or finally, for some), and actually see the world as the rest sees it.

it wont be easy for you, juniors, but persevere & make us proud ;)


weimin. arthur. andre. apple. weijie. smallass. wende. gcx. kelvin.
nurul. dawn. tk. meixing. siying.
abhi. adeline. nazerah. pj. filonia. yours truly. amanda.
xiaoyanjing-missing as usual:) & missing eugene
*handsome & *simon

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