But He knows the way that I take; When He has tested me, I shall come forth as gold.

Sunday, 26 October 2008

another chapter closes

and so the scholastic IB year 5 has ended just like that. Funny, this entire year feels just a like dream to me, with each day, week and month drifting by, defying the laws of inertia like nobodys business, until the alarm clock abruptly rings and wakes one up from his slumber and into the realisation that that long night has so quickly come to a close. Perhaps its those uber long school hours coupled with extra-curricular CAS activities and IAs, and maybe even the umpteen amounts of friday-sunday holidays that just makan all our weeks away. Or it could just be my poor short-termish memory lah. Well, I really want to thank God that even though this is already my fifth year in the same, expensive institution, I still havent gotten sick of the canteen food yet and Im also glad for the fresh injection of a foreign alien species into the ACS year 5 population which inevitably results in much intra-specific competition (wooo i still remember my bio) and not forgetting the whole lot of biasness, earth-tremors, and just pure random nonsenses =)

also feel very delighted to have been a member of 5.8'08 Kings. Have to say that I have really made a few good friends in just a short year of acquaintance and also very fortunate to have met people from all woks of life, from bengs, to malaysian gangsters, to gepers, to gamers, to uber-smarties, to jammers, to sleepers, to prata-seller, to communists and many other interesting sorts. Taken many pictures as well to remember the wonderful experiences. I guess my only regret this year is not getting to know many classmates as well due to the omnipresent, very obviously evident, yet muchly denied barrier that sadly shatters the class into several divisions. Perhaps this is a common disease in non-intact classes, or simply just the unwillingness for one to accept another? I do have my reservations, and even certain ideals and suggestions if I may boldly say(must be the ASMish spirit that still kindles within me haha), yet im but a lowly class photographer who has unfortunately been classified under a less dominant group. The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak and limitations are strong. No offense whatsoever, but all that I hope is for the class committee to better buck up and do something this hols and next year. Frankly, I see only the chairman and vice being the most active, others are either stoning, ponning, or just dont give a damn. I hear the slight whistling of class t-shirts and class chalet, yet I do not feel the wind at all, so should i not expect to see the leaves rustling? I'm by no means suan-ing or judging anybody, but just expressing my views on my personal space, hope you will understand. On 2nd thought, I guess my role as a class photographer cant be treated too lightly upon as well. After all, it is I that put every1 together in those pictures with extraordinary grins and darlie smiles. Well, my cam will always be on standby, waiting for that green flashing man to pop up anytime on my handphone or msn window, waiting for that call of duty.


Ok, enough of such meaningless ramblings that wont sink into peoples' heads. Im now officially a MICHAEL BUBLE FAN!!! I think he is like the greatest jazz singer in the world after listening to around 20 of his all-time favourites. Am also now a camless photographer just waiting for all major cam stores to resupply their D90s and hopefully offer competitive prices!! Am also now a procrastinator. Why? Because the holidays are here mah!!!!

*since this is a 1am post, do forgive the weird engrish

No comments: