Memories... happiness bitter sweet or sour locked up in a box...

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

And here we are on our last day of school. This should be posted yesterday but Im too tired to do so...hahas

The first day of school, everyone was anxious on whos gonna be our form teacher, but soon smiles & worried faces poped out wen we heard who it was. It is not only about familiarization but also the expectations that we are to adhered to.

But it all went well. If there were to be cliques in our class it will be 5N1, the geeks, the drama queens, the tabla-kings, the dancers, etc were all together, for me I was amazed that I get to know ppl whom I've nevr talked to for 4yrs. We bonded, but not the really close bond, we talked with one another, asked qns etc but I know at least we talked & had fun even with one whom we nevr know b4.

Celebrations & festivity is celebrated with great joy, Class bonding, CNY, NDP, Racial Harmony, there are just too many photos of memories. Some wouldnt agree with me but be it bitterness or sweetness, what we have went through is one & many lessons that we take from this class. There are fights, disagreements but these are just the few things that made my class memorable.

The teachers were all kind & heart-warming and generous, however we were not that kind to them. We have our own way to show our mischievousness to them, & the rest of the level, sometimes we listened, sometimes we dont, sometimes we are somewhere in the middle. The unique thing about my class is that we always make our form teacher angry, infact we could almost kill her.

Eventhough, we still get close to her, this certain closeness is how we idolised her, shes the perfect figure of what a teacher is. For 3 yrs with her & 5yrs being in Beatty is a joy to be held. I still remembered in Sec1 of how much we hated her & even gave her a nickname but now, all we wanted to be is just like her, her style of teaching & respect that she deserves.

I cant believe that this is our last & final year, how much we will miss this school who have fashioned us into what we are now. But hey this is only my story, what about the others?

Yan danced till dawn at 5:53 AM