DANIEL YAM??!!

dear genevieve!
WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!

ok....maybe she's wasn't thinking.
i found 5 people wearing dresses of the same design from daniel yam.
my mummy wanted me to get the same one too, but thank the lord i simply refused!

can you imagine wearing the same dress as 4 other people,
AND 3 of which are from your class?!
gee....

and i'm stressing over my grad night dress too.
it's pissing me off cause i don't see any nice ones around.
if i don't get a nice one,
I'M NOT GOING.

oh...and i just found out that no matter which part of the world you are in,
no matter the school,
GRADUATION NIGHT DRESSES ARE ALWAYS WHITE!

it's prom and homecoming that people get to wear different coloured whatnots.
so we're having prom too!
headache again...
and know what?
the whole of 4/7 's not going for prom.

i have a sneaky feeling that they are only going for grad night to get testimonials.

i'm to tailor make my dress.
and the thing is...i have a birthmark on the back of my right shoulder.
which means that.....
if i wear a halter, people will talk.
and knowing SACians,
THEY TALK LIKE THEY'RE ALL GOING DUMB TOMORROW.

but i wanna wear a halter.
i like my shoulders :)
shuttup. not funny....
i like them :)

shoots....so what design will my dress be in?

i can't believe grad night is drawing so near.
and even nearer are the prelims.

6 more days and i have yet to even TOUCH my books.
in fact, i haven't tounched them since mid-years.

once prelims are done with,
there will be the Os.
and 20th november will mark the last official day as a student of SAC.

then we'll all have to go our seperate ways.
to a foreign place we'll go.
having to make new friends agian.

looking like lost sheeps on our 1st day in JC or poly or wherever we may go.
having no confidant, no one to talk to.
having to stress about making friends before recess so as not to be a loser.


sadly, the old friends might be forgotten.
i love 4/6.
i love my friends.
i don't want to leave.

to think that up till last year,
i couldn't want to get out of this school.

i'll miss all of them.
miss the stupid times we've had together.
the times we laughed till our sides ache.
the times we stand by each other when in trouble.
the times we act all silly.
the times we have real deep heartfelt talks.
the times we "flirted" with the teachers.
the times we talk nonsense.
the times we just shout and joke from one end of the class to the other.
the times we gossiped and bitched.
the times we get thrown out of the class together, but still joked about it.
the times we whine and complain so much the teachers didn't know what to do with us.
the times we comfort each other in sorrow.
the times we go "it's ok" though we're so damn scared.

and most of all, the times we just sat together, doing nothing, and saying nothing at all.

when we walk out of SAC, through that small unwelcoming gate,
will we take all with us the laughter and the sorrows?
or is the past to be forgotten?

i'll just miss just about everything we do.
hanging on to whatever we have right now.
afraid to let go, for it might be gone forever.
but it must be done.

we'll let go of what we have.
taking each day in our stride.
moving on, meeting the challenges life throws at us.

10 years from now,
when we walk past each other along the streets of singapore,
will we remember each other?
or will we be strangers that never met at all?

will we say hi?
or at least exchange a smile?
or will we be ever so hostile?

too shy to say hi?
or to proud to wave goodbye?

all we have now will fade into that grey area people call memory.
lingering at the back of our minds.
while i live with our goodbye,
and you'll go on with your life.


right now, memory is the largest word i don't understand.
it's vagueness i'm confused by.