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just cleared out my cupboard of JC notes. a wave of nostagia washed over me.
how we bought so many notes and exam papers coz we're just so kiasu and faithful that we're able to finish them all by exam time. how i was caught between haj and jol's styles. jol on one end buys wayyyyy lots of notes, while haj was content with a few exam papers.
then i remember lectures in malan road--i always think of what to do after the lecture, should i eat indian or chinese food. where shall the class go after school.. what shall i do while the others are having econs? should i watch a movie or eat? and i was never listening to what the teacher is saying, i was always observing the dance people, the rugby people, the counsillors, all that popular people, all the tabloid people..
then i would chide myself. but i always went back to my old ways.
breaks were passed sitting around doing nothing but stare at people in the cafe. strategising on which spots to sit--
there was the rugby table (with one or two shoe lying around or clothes hung out to dry), bowling table and the band table..occasionally the water polo table--
we talked about others more than we study. we took photos of the one-legged bird and commented about their malnourished appearances (the birds were especially hairless).
tutorials in malan road was always quite boring. jiawen was quite distracting also! the hardest decision i made is not whether i should choose option a or b, etc, but should i sit in front or sit at the back etc.
and i always wondered why the teachers had such lullabish voices.
and so the class loved taking photos of me. and i remembered the relief teacher seemed to be quite annoyed. she frowned and looked away when i woke up all sheepish.
and PE lessons in malan road. cant remember much from potong pasir except street soccer and badminton but PE in malan was fun.
this photo always make me laugh.winning the 10x200m too! 4th class out of the whole school of jc1 and jc2!
school in potong pasir was tough. every morning there was exercise--i had to run to school from the mrt station. the discipline committee had so many different plans to curb the latecoming. i had no choice, even though i didnt like to look unglam running. during assembly, i always like to search for sunflower boy coz he's always standing in front (he's a teacher's pet) and it makes the day better when i know he's in school. i bet many people are like that coz when i look around, there was always people looking around too. the environment in sajc was like this. haha we cared about one another too much. we bumped into people more often then in malan. the school's smaller that way.
and then shamim became more heard-of coz of the blue gates and the river.
and having to stay back with jaryl jon caleb coz we're lousy. i was the lousiest girl and it was quite demoralising. and to be supervised studying in the orangey LT3 and the library.
i hung out at the library really often then. had to study!! but then there was the tamagotchi (tamade distracting!!) haha.
and the class had more distinct cliques etc. but we still got along well with each other.
okk i sound like an old person rambling on. so much to talk about!
i dont feel like parting with my notes. theyre quite precious to me--theyre expensive and i still havent figure them out yet! if you ask me pV=nRT, i cant remember the units. is pressure in Pascals or atm or..? is R=8.31?? or 0.00821?
im definitely keeping my physics notes. now i feel like keeping my math notes! oh dear..
physics notes were really well-presented. i love them!!
haha. i love maths, even though i never did well in it.
and chemistry too!
Alevel subjects, i love you even though i hate you at times. i dont like the pressure of studying but i still love unsolving your mysteries and feeling clever about myself
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