Tuesday, November 14, 2006
this time last yr, we were all eagerly anticipating the end of Os.
and now, one yr on, we're all at diff points of our lives.
the hardworking/lucky ones are at poly,
some at ITE,
retaking Os,
private dips
or slogging their asses off for their employers.
drastic change in almost everybody - looks, character etc.
some for the better, the others for the ahem* worse.
shan't mention any names though.
mr azahar! my history/ss teacher for 4yrs.
still remember he used to make us walk rnd the whole sch under like 3mins when we were rowdy and if we fail to complete the rnds under the stipulated time, we'd haf to do it ovr and ovr again. and we'd also regularly stand at the parade sq during recess cuz we fail to hand in class work/hmewrk.
saw mr azahar the other day wif his baby. i was like, "very cute leh!" and he promptly replied, "look like the father wat." wth. annnd, i always fail ss wif marks like 2/13 to glorify my report card.
what lar?!! not i short ok, is they're tall ...
friends since sec 1. gossiping by the basketball court during recess, copying hmewrk before class, smuggling food to class, passing sweets arnd, last min cramming before tests, squabblings ...
i'm not fat ok? just looked fat cuz i wasn't standing straight. i was leaning against bashar kor kor and didn't position myself properly.
act cutes.
4/5, the class wif the most no of habitual latecomers and absentees - in 2yrs, there's less than 5 times we had a full class attendence.
internal class conflicts, "oi-ing" teachers we dun like, creating havoc in class and hence earning the reputation as the most notorious class in sec 4, ganging up against those whom we don't like, having our own private party at the back of the class while teachers are teaching in front, making a nuisance of ourselves, sleeping in class, splashing water at each other, bday bashes ...
once, mr tan asked aidil to clear the back of the class cardboard cuz it's full of rubbish (us sitting at the back will always just stash rubbish in the gap in between the back of the cardboard and the wall cuz we were simply too lazy to walk to the front and dispose our rubbish) as some sort of punishment and when aidil thought tan cc wasn't looking, he threw those rubbish down the window. tan cc saw and challenged aidil to do that again. aidil obliged and did that once more and before u noe it, the class was doubling up wif laughter.
such were the sweet old days of sec sch.
and now, one yr on, we're all at diff points of our lives.
the hardworking/lucky ones are at poly,
some at ITE,
retaking Os,
private dips
or slogging their asses off for their employers.
drastic change in almost everybody - looks, character etc.
some for the better, the others for the ahem* worse.
shan't mention any names though.
mr azahar! my history/ss teacher for 4yrs.
still remember he used to make us walk rnd the whole sch under like 3mins when we were rowdy and if we fail to complete the rnds under the stipulated time, we'd haf to do it ovr and ovr again. and we'd also regularly stand at the parade sq during recess cuz we fail to hand in class work/hmewrk.
saw mr azahar the other day wif his baby. i was like, "very cute leh!" and he promptly replied, "look like the father wat." wth. annnd, i always fail ss wif marks like 2/13 to glorify my report card.
what lar?!! not i short ok, is they're tall ...
friends since sec 1. gossiping by the basketball court during recess, copying hmewrk before class, smuggling food to class, passing sweets arnd, last min cramming before tests, squabblings ...
i'm not fat ok? just looked fat cuz i wasn't standing straight. i was leaning against bashar kor kor and didn't position myself properly.
act cutes.
4/5, the class wif the most no of habitual latecomers and absentees - in 2yrs, there's less than 5 times we had a full class attendence.
internal class conflicts, "oi-ing" teachers we dun like, creating havoc in class and hence earning the reputation as the most notorious class in sec 4, ganging up against those whom we don't like, having our own private party at the back of the class while teachers are teaching in front, making a nuisance of ourselves, sleeping in class, splashing water at each other, bday bashes ...
once, mr tan asked aidil to clear the back of the class cardboard cuz it's full of rubbish (us sitting at the back will always just stash rubbish in the gap in between the back of the cardboard and the wall cuz we were simply too lazy to walk to the front and dispose our rubbish) as some sort of punishment and when aidil thought tan cc wasn't looking, he threw those rubbish down the window. tan cc saw and challenged aidil to do that again. aidil obliged and did that once more and before u noe it, the class was doubling up wif laughter.
such were the sweet old days of sec sch.
// posted by hui~ @ 2:26 pm 
