Saturday, October 16, 2004
- 11:19 pm
and today marks the day i leave the rafflesian society, the day i graduate from raffles institution after four years of blood, sweat, tears, and of course joy, and a load of friends.
i woke up early this morning and got dressed up in skool u to go to the NJC open house....took a 156. i go in and these people dump all sortsa things into my hands and a number of people walk up, askin if i wanna join hockey? if i wanna join soccer? how about cricket? so i say no, im sorry, im here for drama. get directions to the library where i meet fuad whos jovial as ever, and he directs me to these other teachers who i talk to for a while, before moving on to the hall and there i see their ELDS..and they seemed okay. then i get grabbed by this guy who brings me over to the ILDS place and tells me all about it, and everyone is introduced to me, before i tell them 'but i speak no indian language!', and they say it doesnt matter, just sign up, so i do, as the guy who brought me there tries to give me some other pamphlets but i warn him that theyll end up in the bin, and return them, before movin off to RI in a 156, and arrive TWO HOURS EARLY.
so what do i do?
A FREAKIN MATHEMATICS.
its freakin takin over my life!
fricken du maths!
then i meet hulin and we take pictures (why am i so non photogenic? :( ) and then its grad ceremony time. sittin on the chairs with all the guys, and then havin everyone come in, as we watch the videos and powerpoints and then - the sleeping segment - speeches. finally its time for us to grab our certs, so after waitin a long time, i go up and give ms grace a hug and collect my cert, and i come down and see so many familiar faces smiling at me, not to mention mr suresh, whom i think is shocked at my new less horizontally inclined self. haha he rocks lah, and so does mrs koh, who was so emotional she was rlly like gonna cry. we love you mrs koh! and mrs nathan who sadly couldnt be there, and of course, ms grace. i suggested wenloong should get a box so he could shake hands at the proper height, and we all looked out for arif bin hussein's dad who was probably ringed by FBI agents with manacles around his hands and legs. we got back and we had so much fan, talking about each others parents, and how edmunds father was probably the yun nam hair care model..we laughed so much. i took off my shoe and strung our sybolic shoelace into it too...ha. cool fonecard. 2 bucks. not bad.
sigh, then we all get up and sing 'we are the young' loudly, and then our brilliant institutional anthem..will never sing that ever again. and when headmaster announced his imminent departure..i was so sad. hes a great man and did many things for our skool. i dont know how we'll ever find anyone as dedicated as he was.
then we all move off to the atrium reception and i sign a number of autographs and had some of the usual revada food..hug some teachers, and thank those i find...mrs matthews, mr joespeh wong, etc. said many goodbyes, and to this total arsewipe i know, i said 'bye dude. its been a pleasure knowing you'. of course he replied saying 'oh, but it hasnt been-' and by this time im already some distance away from him, whilst a number of parents nearby look scandalized and some of the other students are sniggering at him cos he looks like a total idiot.
and that was it. it ended just like that. no fireworks, no explosions, no pyrotechnics, just like that.
it has steeled my resolve to go to hollywood....and i will make my name there.
and everything there'll be glitz and glam - just you wait.
hit the stars
