visiting acs has always been a bittersweet experience. even though i’ve only been back twice after i left, each time i just feel awkward walking out past the school gates, like i’ve left a part of me behind. it’s weird going back, having to dodge teachers whom i didn’t get an opportunity to say goodbye to for the fear of them bombarding me with questions, having to go crazy in class for 2 hours and regretting that i didn’t quite cherish the time when i was still in the school, talking to friends like i’ve never left at all despite losing touch for months, and most of all, spending those moments as though i can continue to return whenever i want to. well unfortunately, it just got to me that i’d never get a chance to live through that again. the next time i’m back, school will have ended and all these friends will probably be killing enjoying themselves in the army. i’ll miss acs and i’ll miss the people there. maybe sometime later someone should arrange a reunion. and bring along several roller chairs. and volleyballs.
i don’t know why, but i made a promise to go back again someday. that’s why i didn’t collect my leaving cert. i don’t think i would have got it if i asked for it anyway. it’s probably camouflaged with the carpet under a pile of dust.
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i’ve sinned again! no blogging over the past 3 weeks!
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sometime ago i went down to raffles place to catch some of the national day fireworks. too bad for me, half the time i was walking to find a spot with a good view. when i did find one, the show was almost over. a streetlight, a sloped pillar, a palm tree and the crowd in front of me basically ruined any chances of snapping nice shots. nevermind, i’ll be back at one fullerton for dinner on friday for the fireworks show.
happy hour!
p.s. on my way out of acs i noticed LIVE kois located conveniently in the pond for admiring complete extermination.
later,
jeff
aye jeff! i doubt you’ll ever collect your leaving cert. there’s always one more opportunity to come back!
anyway. i think the reason it doesn’t seem as if you’ve left is cos we see your mushroom display pic everyday.
it is a mushroom right?
I can totally empathize man. I still feel the same way after so long. Heh if it’s any consolation, at least you can still go back (:
we’ll have our reunion in an empty class room back in school
sad bunch of 20 year olds playing ROLLERBALL.
haha, i didn’t get to play rollerball with you on wednesday, kentay!
nah, i would have upgraded to an armoured electronic wheelchair by then. no more traction control and bullying issues.
I’ll sneak in with my private stealth helicopter.