Tuesday, July 18, 2006 @12:37 AM
i took a walk down memory lane today and last thursday. havent been back to acjc for a while now. it was nice to be back in school. in the night when all the bustle and hustle of school life is absent. as i walked through the hallways and corridors, i remembered the many little places where i sneaked away for a nap or the corner in the void deck where the teachers would always find me. i looked out at the cabin classrooms, the nls or the happy lodge as we called them in those days. the third window where i sat in the class (the few times i actually attended class), looking out at the squirrels climbing up the electrical cables, or wishing that the recess bell will ring soon.
i recalled the days in class, when all i had to do was to distract our tutors with random questions and articles from the economist and the whole class could escape the fate of being scolded for not doing our tutorials. or the days when i got away in gp, because i always wrote my gp essays in chinese lesson. or when lao shi chided me for refusing to converse with her in chinese, and her joking tone, you ah, what happened to the A for chinese?
i recalled the hours spent with rens and the rest of the crew, with roger (teddy) and elvin and all the rest, painting the sets, splicing the lights, sewing sequins and costumes along the great big hall way of lt 1,2 and 3. painting the set for sinner in the void deck and that one day when i was painted into the square in the middle of the set and stood there for almost 2 hours waiting for the entire set to dry. or that night, when it rained so heavily taht we were stuck in the canteen unable to transport the lino to el 5 and we promptly did a dance in the rain. the times as well when madam caught roger and i sleeping on the couch meant for the last scene in cyrano. the times when we sat back stage and fed each other, or the conversations in chinese to annoy elvin and alex. the light sticks boy and our door keepers. the paint stains in the middle of the void deck. the day when 4 of 6 vending machines malfunctioned (we blew the sockets). treading our way carefully in the darkness of the theatre, our imitation of the dances in cyrano.
i remembered the hours i spent in the classrooms of level 2 and 3. debating and training with the national team. the times we had in there reading all our materials and research. the hours of debrief, running out to buy dinner and lunch. the hours we spent there cracking our brains over some obscure motion, that we did not for the world understood. the first time, the ij girls met me, in that anorexia debate, which made al and the rest so afraid of me.
the rooftop garden where the 22 of us took our honours roll photos. the only night i willing went on stage to receive a prize. the night where my parents admited for the first time, that i made a right choice in coming to acjc. the consultation room,where i "cheated" all my tutors in giving me consultation one on one, when i lost my chaucer essays (mr welch gave them back to me personally after that day) or when i agonised over my s lit essays and texts. where ms mahaini, "complained" that i wrote too many essays.
the void deck and canteen and all other parts of school that is filled with memories of my friends and i having fun, laughing and joking. michelle = samantha and alexis's friend who is always sleeping in the void deck corner. the boycott of the western food stall, running away from pe all the time, or making friends with the security guard uncle, and my half day offs.
sitting at tanglin club this afternoon with alex did bring back many memories. i miss the acjc i knew. the people who were there with me in those happy days. the days when i was known not as michelle/miche/michy/meechy. but just CHANG.
as i said to sam on msn last night,
True friends will last a lifetime. We might not always be there for them but they for us. But it is the little things in life that makes the difference. it is the simple email sent, or the quiet sms, or just a call to say hi i miss talking to you, that tells us that we remain in your life, and you in ours.
Friendship is for a lifetime. We might go different ways and separate paths, but the bond we share as friends will never s'ver. life is a journey and at each stage, we have to make choices and live with the choices we made. there are always unknowns to be dealt with.
I am especially attached to the sec fours of this year i guess, having watch you grow up literally, al, val, sonia, sam, paul, bryan, john, auyong, rachel, michelle. even driel and jake who came into my life rather suddenly. just wanted to tell you guys, that as you come to a major cross road in your teenage life, be bold and make the choices you want. just know that no matter what the choice is, you will always have friends who will stand behind you and support you all the way. and not forget the friends you have made through the years. this is what that matters the most.
that walk down memory, told me to remember my old ties while i journey on in life with new company by my side.
to all of you who have walked with me and alongside me at each and every stage of my life, thank you and here's to many years more of friendship. =)
