the other day while standing around in the shopping centre trying to look interested they played stupid sounding christmas carols. i couldnt help but start singing along [discreetly, of course] and criticise their bad choice of singers.

ah, the fond memories.

my dearest, cutest, more adorable, most giving, most selfless gf. :) maybe its time to ask her out. shes not been checking her email, tsk tsk.
i miss the memories of the draining but rather silly and interesting choir practices. i miss the people. particularly i miss ben, i miss bingxi, i miss gf [of course], i miss sneey and dear prisc. i miss screw, i miss mich, i miss rx, i miss zirui. heck, i even miss the stupid kissing action ck does when he motions for us to sing i saw mommy kissing santa claus. how silly.

and i miss bremen. i miss having shaun and stupid hon seng as my neighbours, constantly pestering me to borrow my water cooker [stupid rambutans pathetic small one broke on its way here. even if it didnt, i doubt it would be of much use], having sneey as my roommate, sharing laughs; hugging gf in the light rain on a cold day; exchanging scarfs with shermaine, talking to ling cong and lionel. especially the last night we were in germany in that so called posh hotel [bredbeck rules so much more, we can yell across the corridor like nobodys business]
i miss seeing the bewilderment on peoples faces when i wore my nj skirt to sleep. hahaha.

lionel has a picture as evidence of our rebellion against mr angs rule not to leave the hotel after the wee hours. :P lionel asked me and hs to stand outside the hotel and do some silly welcome pose while he took the picture. before that we talked a lot and stand around the hotel steps and corridor.

its quite sad actually.


- on second thought i cut this out. whats here is for me to know, not for anyone to find out-

sometimes in life, its the small things that make the whole experience worthwhile. its the small things that make you forget the frustration and anger and disappointment when things dont turn out as expected, or when the teachers seem to not want to give in, or when the school admin system sucks.

but some people leave and more people come. you pick up the pieces and learn to move on.

wenlin, wake up. its all over.