I've been thinking of my Secondary School friends these while. I don't know why, but I miss them of a sudden. 4408, 2306, Choir seniors and juniors, Teachers, Math Class partners, India trip peeps, I miss them so much! I don't mind repeating everything again starting from Sec One. I was packing my room, and I came across cards I've received from all my friends. And each of them held its own significance its own unique way. I miss the words that bring back the memories, songs that carry me back to where I've been. I miss the joy when 3-4 won the Best Class Drama, and how we rebelled when Mrs Veda didn't allow us to wear our Class Tee(:

I miss 2-3, when we made the most ridiculous jokes and became known as the most notorious Class in our level. I miss the swimming lessons we had when we were in Sec One, how the girls clumped together in the Beginner's Class. I miss doing absolutely silly things with my Best friends, rolling in the corridors with laughter and sneaking food and drinks up to class from recess. I miss skipping PE lessons by giving the same reasons to Mr Ong every lesson to the extent that he doesn't even bother to ask why I don't attend his lessons. I miss the school field, the hall, my classrooms, and especially the canteen even though the food they sell is inedible. I miss every corner, every step and every sound in the school. I really don't mind having napfa twice a year in exchange for the 4 years I had. I miss getting demerits from teachers! I miss being called to the back by Mr Siva for laughing in the midst of the school song in assembly, and the dread that followed. Believe it or not, I miss D&T! AND MR VICTOR TAN *SHUDDERS AT THE THOUGHT!

I miss my four years in Ang Mo Kio Secondary School, every bit of it. Nothing less and nothing more.