Thursday, 14 December 2006
a little bit on why we are setting this event.
for me, college has been truly a wonderful time i had spent, all my memories of fun of adventures of everything happened in college, in class, with all my friends. it was a time when i learnt that girls truly exist (i came from an all-boys (so boring) institute), it was a time i learnt about escapades outside of school (clubbing, drinking, shopping, movies, gamings, so many more). it meant so much to me, it was a growing-up experience.
it is therefore, sad, to see this gone with the wind as we graduate. PJC, as everybody knows, does not have a very prominent history, much less culture to speak of. sometimes i think about my future (not the very far-off future. the one in university with more girls (i just came out of army, 2 more years of freaking masculine testosterone charged males)) and i can envision this:
"hey, what's up? i'm fred from SAJC, you?"
"ermm, hey. i'm from pjc"
"oh really? where's that? local?"
"umm, yar."
"oh yar? anyway i was *this that this that* and i did *this that this that* and i had so much fun back in school. everybody was like *blah blah blah* and i went to *so and so and so and so* as a school trip. see? all my friends are over there."
*a group hanging out and all i can hear is SA this SA that*
"so how was your school?"
"err, alright. was cool. had fun."
"really? what did you do?"
"..."
well, pathetic little life. thus, i really wanted to do something, to make pjc known, to enliven our spirit, our culture. something which i can speak of while beeming with pride. it is not to be just another school with just some teachers where i just studied and pass my a'levels. you people agree? all my friends who were with me, all the happy days. i remembered a day when we drove out a subsitute chinese teacher. she asked us to read out a passage, an article, to practice us for the oral, and we each read out one word by one word. it was totally hilarious. she next marched out when one of my friends, a best friend now, turn his back on her (literally) when she told us to turn and face her. amazing days, how vivid it is in my mind, after all these time.
remember mrquek? with his slight spasm when speaking, and the famous phrase "struck by thunder" never failed to make me laugh. so come on, remember the times you had, remember the wonderful journey you embarked, back when you were still young and lively.
tell me as well your experiences in school, tell me that you want to come back, if not for the college, at least for the friends and for the sake of all the memories you have created. your joy and your excitment.
this is particularly why i had this sudden urge to see everybody again, to relive the past, to enjoy my life again. to see all whom i have missed will definitely be a precious moment i can embed into my mind.
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