The year started with us, a ragtag group of students from different schools who have never met each other, going to H3 weekly. We started out like rojak. But our diversity was our strength. From the day the 6 of us met, it was like parabiosis. It was amazing how we grew to enjoy each other's company so quickly. It was hilarious when bio related puns popped up every now and then. Each of you had a unique personality that I found likable and so relate-able. The drollery of lecture was sweetened by the company of you guys. We went through the thick and thin of H3, but trials only made us more united.
Thank you all for all the fun you've brought into my life. This is not the end. Because we've made friendships that can last a lifetime. Will miss all of you now that we won't be meeting up regularly (except the two in AC whom I'll still meet thankfully). =)
I think it will be a long time before you guys discover this message heh =P.

Labels: H3, last lesson

Today was incredibly bizarre. It started with my 6 hour nap and consequent insomnia after midnight. In the lift I met an girl who live in the same block as me. I met someone with the same name as me and talk about transportation the whole way through. During a break I talked to another guy with same name as I and we talked about books. In class I was picked on by different teachers for a total of 2 times and in one case was accused of "stoning"(which is sorta my favourite pastime anyway). And then I had a nice chat with a classmate/person above me.

Today I was inflict with the realities of life I guess. My suspicions were true after all. This talk albeit I felt was redundant was a revealing as I grapple with the apparent judgement indicted upon me. It was a dalliance since the start from last year but I could sense an odd tension one that impressed a sense of disdain and disregard. But today it was a confirmation of sorts. I once dismissed it as plain gender discrimination, but again I felt an ominous presence that was a reminiscence of my days in Fairfield. Again I could not find acceptance from the general populous. Perhaps it was the kind of sarcasm that I express only with people that act in an incongruous manner but it was this very same tendency of mine that garnered a somewhat undesirable image of self. Alas, I dread once again and seek recluse within the confines of the companionship I still have left.

Words are powerful creatures that come in difference forms. some words are angels, others demons and most are neither. But today was a deluge from hell. Accusations flung across the board and in my best wishes to maintain rapport I had to impressed the image of subservience and compliance. In the end, I was perhaps speaking to the embodiment of a hippo.

I once thought the XX was demure and patient, friendly and accepting. At least those were my first impressions. But every since the day I reached socio-emotional renaissance, I have realised that all the glimmers outside is but rotten within. But I would not say true for all, for the majority of these people fit under 2 classes, they are all of belief C and come from matriarchal alma maters. It disgusts me the kind of nepotism and the kind of corruption that has managed to overcome true democracy.

Clash of the titans? Waste of time don't watch it. I have never seen a more flippant storyline, even if the visuals were good.
Parish was awesome, we didn't perish after all. the trick is to rush to the helicopter before the final tank shows up.