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i love my family and friends
i also love 213'10, 311'11 and nynp
i am a sone
i cannot live without entertainment
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potential gifts
1. Threadless tees
2. Helvetica necklace
3. ARTBOX notebooks
4. Kind words
5. AAGG
6. Books that I would like
7. Tintin comics
9. Trip to Taiwan
10. Good grades
11. New camera ;D
12. SNSD concert tickets
13. Money for aforementioned tickets ^^
(I realise Nicolette and Yi Shu posted about this already, yes, and yes, I copied them XD Paiseh O:) Nicolette and Yi Shu can write much better than me, in terms of grammar and structure and depth. But this is my take on NYPS; our separation and all that hidden feelings about seeing the guys again (not in a BGR way -_-). So yes, we went back to NYPS yesterday. I fully regret not waiting for the RGS girls. But anyway, after we reached NYPS, and laughing and talking and seeing so many people in different uniforms and just being different. The teachers kept telling us we were taller, looked different, and for Ting Ting - prettier (hehe). And looking across the courtyard, seeing the guys in their different uniforms running and kicking the ball ._. I was almost tempted to join in the game. And laugh, cry, play, shout and basically have fun running in the sun ._. I mean, no, I'm not the kind of soccer-watching kind of person O: like Etsuko or something but seriously, it wasn't the sport, but rather seeing them again. A kind of shock when you realise the guys have changed in subtle ways, but yet, somethings never change. Yi Zhe as quiet as ever; Lin Qi saying what the hell (hehe) and some people (I shall not mention) being lame and offering millipedes on a branch?! (to Ting Ting, luckily XD) Sadly - I didn't see Ariel, or Yi Xuan or Yen Siang or Nicolette or Zhi Xin or Qing Yun or - lots of people. I haven't seen them for so long already D: I really miss Ariel and her craziness, Yi Xuan and her weird hair (lol), Yen Siang and her bochaping :D All these things make my life different, but now we're all living different lives with different people inside. When we meet again, probably a while later, we talk about school life, NYGH, RGS, RI, HCI, and all the new people who've silently walked into them. Slowly, as we meet less, we piao drift apart. (omg choy touchwood) No; I'm serious and not joking. Sad things like this happen all the time and that's why I'll always treasure NYPS. It holds many happy and sad memories for me - screaming at the debate, mugging for the PSLE, hopping excitedly when we receive our PSLE results, and of course cheering for Yen Jean :D Crying at losses, feeling helpless and alone, stressing out and understanding that one day we would all have to part, go in different ways, yet as we spread out - I believe - we still clutch at each others' hands, holding them firmly and smiling or crying as we go forward in life.