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Wednesday, October 25, 2006
&; SAY WHAT? Dear 2e
&; FEEL WHAT? {sad, yet spastic}
&; HEAR WHAT? {Graduation - Vitamin C}

Dear 2e,

I won't bother to say "Never forget 2e," because I know you gals never will. The past year has been one of the best years in my life, and I think many of you share the same feelings. I can't imagine that it's been ten months since we all first crowded into 2e, and looked around at all the new faces, wondering how the year would be like.
We've fought, smiled, argued, agreed, laughed, cried, together, how can all this come to such an abrupt end? After the exams were over, I realised that we had two weeks left together. Now, its only one day. One day before so many of us follow different paths, some to NJC, some to SBC, and all of us split up into different classes because of the various subject combinations we chose.

I still remember watching Mr. Low walk in on the 2nd of January, and seeing everyone's 'horrified' glances. "Oh no! Is he going to teach us??" - that's what I told Amrit. And now, almost a year later, we look upon Mr. Low with a certain fondness, and I'm sure we all miss him.
Then, we saw Mrs. Chan walk in, unsure of whether she would be nice, I myself very afraid that she would demand from me the millions of art pieces I never handed up in 2005.

We stoned in History, doodled in Geog, had great fun learning Chapters 5 & 6 in Bio and bullying Mrs. Lee, exasperated Ms. Cheah in Chem, were shocked by Mrs. Ng's "Romeo and Juliet got married for sex!" , were irritated by Mr. Khoo in P.E, the list goes on and on.
Do you remember pretending to run in P.E, and then starting to walk the moment Mr. Khoo was out of sight? Or all the effort we put in, buying a cake, hiding in the empty classroom, and singing "You’re Leaving On a Jet Plane" for Ms. Cheah? And practicing for Family Night? Or singing the birthday song randomly to so many teachers? And so many other things which brought us closer us a class? I hope none of you will ever forget, or discard these memories. [Unless you don't have a brain, the lack of which is, admittedly, rather common in 2e.]

How many of you will forget Sarah blushing? Or Hui Ling complaining about Mrs. Lim? Esther pole-dancing and Xiao's obsession with rabbits? Jermaine yelling at us to keep quiet, Astrid screaming "BRA BRA BRA!" Jaime falling asleep in class, Jacky being called 'Dicky', Cheryl asking weird questions, Xiao Hui and Nicole laughing randomly? Esther pole-dancing, Claire and Amrit fighting for marks, Charlene and Larisa being weird, Hui Ting screaming with laughter and falling on the floor for no reason? How many of you will forget Xing Yi (Sotong!) and Amanda's blurness? Me throwing a cockroach at Mr. Low? Candice and JinYee and Naomi becoming evil? Or cleaning the windows for so long with so much enthu?

Even the teachers – Mr. Low saying "Hitler was a very bad man" and "David Marshall was a Jew." Mrs. Chan yelling at me and Amrit for not bringing forms (Sorry Mrs. Chan!) and almost crying in exasperation over Xing Yi and Amanda's blurness. Us bullying Mr. Seow and him coming to school with his zipper undone. Asking Mrs. Lee about flavoured condoms. Pestering Ms. Cheah about her and Mr. Ong ["Ms. Cheah, is there any CHEMISTRY between you and Mr. Ong??"] Laughing as Ms. Ng got scared by Astrid and Moulin Rouge, these are memories I'll always keep..

And of course, other rubbish – talking about Wee Kiat, making up relationships between Mr. Seow and Mrs. Chan, and other teachers, shushing Mrs. Chan during exams…

"And as our lives change,
Come whatever,
We will still be friends forever."
-Vitamin C; 'Graduation'

Will this come true for 2e? I hope so. I really do.

During the past year, we've become so close to each other, I'm sure various cliques will keep in touch. Lets not end the year with any enmity between us, or any hatred for teachers.
So, one last thing: There will be a 2e reunion, "come whatever." We have to meet up one day, when we're all grown up and see what happened to all of us. So, you all better be there in 10 years time, whether we're kidnapped and taken to Iraq or not.

Love,
Rivali

2Express @ 9:16 pm