when glass-ing during the eoys, i came across my sec one stack of foolscap papers. back then, the whole stack had PR in that pretty strawberry shortcake cover. as i flipped, memories flooded.
there were half written letters inside. as i read those letters, the feelings i had when writing it resurfaced. there were doodles, large zig marker written angry words burning the page, geog notes, mrs lee teo physics notes. the places where all this were written became clearer.
i remember the physics lab at the old campus, when i would half doze in the hot afternoons of mrs lee teo's jabberings and where kenny broke the thermometer.
i remember the special room, where we played with the vernier caliper.i remember el sessions in the special room, doing stupid sculptures and warm ups. i remember ms chia's history lessons and watching the rise of hitler. i remember ningqian and i slacking there, attempting to do hw while all the time ranting about our classes. and escaping from an imaginary lizard/cockroach.
i remember the terrible memories ive had. and wonder how so many strange conflicts seem to happen to 2b more than any other class.
throughout the 2 years ive been in rv, i see many changes in the people around me. i see people grow up, i see people who remain as immature as ever. i see a change in opinions, in cliques, in looks.
as i read the back of my foolscap paper, i smirked because i see weilin's transformation from lovesick innocent retard to cynical emoshit.
wow. 2 years passed so fast.
and i remember everything as if it was yesterday..