About Rose: I grew up in Singapore, lived in Melbourne but currently call London home. I love gastronomic adventures, especially while travelling. I stated writing at 17 to remember how it all began.
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10 October 2003
8.17pm; friday
gosh. it's the last day of school already.. went into the audi and scurried for seats and managed to plop myself in a seat with the rest of the class. they started playing "let it be" while waiting for the crowd to settle before starting the whole programme. the video was really nice. realized i took tj for granted. it IS a nice place to be in and honestly the teachers are simply the best (arts dept at least). then tony tan had a tribute to the graduating class.. and the prinicipal gave her last speech and video. must admit i shed a tear or two while the lights were dimmed.. but i laughed hard too. at first i was kinda bummed that i didn't bring my camera to take pics, but i realised that no camera could quite capture the moment. it kinda reminds me of an extract of a book that i had read; annie dillard- "pilgrim by the tinker creek". it was abt the two ways of seeing, one through the lens of the camera and the other was by immersing yourself into the moment. farewell assembly concluded with us singing the school song for the last time (really loudly).
i'm gonna miss geog lessons with mr elwin greeting us "good evening!" everytime we're late and ms j's "spasmodic and impetuous" moods. or the lit lects we never really paid attention to or those pc lessons which are so enjoyable. and econs, the tutorials we skipped incessantly and the only lectures that make the students stand up and greet the lecturer. oh! and who can forget breakfast set- "eggs, suausage and fries please auntie, no beans and mushroom sauce over the fries?" :) with me it's the little things that matter. i'll miss friends and a whole lot more. for now, i shan't disappoint the teachers or myself and i'll work hard for my grades and pray that things will turn out fine and whoever's reading my UCAS applications is in a good mood *hopeful smile*
"and when I awoke, I was alone..
This bird has flown, so I lit a fire,
isn’t it good Norwegian wood.."
-norwegian wood, the beatles