Reading about Secondary school days has made me rather sentimental.
There was a routine in school:
Every morning I'd be so early in school. Cheryl and I would hang around in the courtyard. The courtyard was our hang out place yea. Then people would fill in, and I'd nua with Wijaya. Morning assembly always a bore. I'll never forget how every morning we'd file through the two rows of prefects, getting booked for socks that were too low, fringes that were too long, skirts that were too short. I can't stop thinking of ugly uniform and laughing when I see the uniform thanks to somebodehhh now ahhhh.
SC was quite welfare come to think of it. Every two lessons we got a break to eat. No wonder I keep gaining weight. Missing the huge space outside class where we lepak-ed.
We have so many dear memories. The Meepok. The Western food and Japanese food later on. The quarrel with the yong tau foo auntie. The snack stall auntie who was a meanie. Every recess was when we laughed our guts out. Not sure when there would be a time I would laugh 'till my tummy hurts everyday again.;
To be honest though, Sec 1 was a horrible phase in life when I wanted to get out of the school as soon as possible.
It was a time of innocence. When we had no worries.
This post is dedicated to Tingfang, Natalie, Wijaya. <3
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