I want a time-turner
Hey all. Have been doing some thinking over the last few days. Coupled with some sleep deprivation due to bloody Econs, I'm here to air some views, update my blog, and keep my minimal readership happy. To paraphrase The Noose, "7 readers and counting..."
I've been spending a lot of time with Weishen/Dylan lately, studying, playing badminton, pool, entertaining Mr Ler with him. He asked a very good question today, in his typical fat fat cute cute fashion, "How come we so close now, four years like never so close leh...". Don't blame me for the bad English, it's literally translated. And as he would gladly proclaim, he's the one who passed GP, so who am I to critique his usage of vocabulary?
And I realise, to me, he represented what I miss most. Nan Chiau High. Not the bloody school, but the people that played various roles from time to time, over the last four years. I remember last year, prom night (AW SHUT UP, to those thinking something else), walking around the school before it started, and after prom, going around shaking hands and giving hugs to those who had played such an integral role in my growing up.
Cos it was at that time, I realised, there was no turning back. At that moment, marked the full stop at the end of four long wonderful topsy-turvy years. I may say the memories encased in the four years are still with me, but the people who made those memories all that special, aren't.
I miss calling people "ORH KIE", "AH KWA", "HUMJI"...
I miss the camaraderie we always had, having fun, and really, making the lyrics of that Avenue Q song really apply, "Sitting in the computer lab, 4am before the final paper is due, cursing the world that I didn't start sooner, and seeing the rest of my class there too..."
I miss the days of yore that I could go back, and the only thing on my mind was what excuse to best give for not handing in work the next day, and making sure my excuse didnt clash with others.
Most of all, I miss the people. The very different types of people. There was the pleated girl, the sister, the brothers, the jokers and above all, the friends.
It's common nowadays to think that going through secondary school without a more-than-platonic relationship is a waste of time and something to be pitied. I beg to differ. Any time of the day, if I had the choice between a string of relationships, and the various kinds of friendships, I'd choose the latter, always.
As I prepare to take the Promos, it's seems like just yesterday, we bid each other fond farewells, promising to keep in touch with blurry visions. The memories of our last year still remain fresh as ever, binding our lives together so that we can say, "I was in the same secondary school as (insert name here), we had the time of our lives".
I wanna go back to last year, where all I worried about periodically, was how to get this girl/fly off my back (xD), washing myself from shit that hit the fan, getting into meaningless petty arguments, and oh yeah. Preparing for O's.
I wanna go back to the time, the very moment outside the hall after prom (again, SHUT UP), cos I realise, there are so many people that I never thanked sincerely enough, and let them just walk away.
I wanna go back and not undo my mistakes, but rather, relive the memories which once bitter and frustrating, have now turned sweet and fond. =)
I wanna be a part of Batch 4 again.
I wanna be a part of 4 FARMERS.
I wish that one day, just for fun, we can all put on our uniforms, sit in those same classrooms that we did, and for one more day, enjoy all the camaraderie we had, once again.
For one more day, enjoy each other's company.
For one more day, tell each other finally and sincerly, what they meant to you.
I wish.
Maybe it's this sudden wave of nostalgia, but I've come to realise, the best friends I have, are those who stood by me in four years, in more ways than one. The best brothers, comrades, are those who really, live together, die together, bad boys for life.
To my squad 4... I now ask for your permission, to alter that one pledge that I made with you.
"We laughed together, we cried together, shared weal and woe together. Friends for life."
