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I guess i am no longer in a position to influence the class to blog again, judging from the fact that i've not posted for such a long time. Judging from the number of times when i checked the class blog and decided, "fuck it, there is no point blogging".

Just want to say that i do have memories of three-four which i would rather keep despite everything and anything else. Like how this blog first existed because of a competition (I guess most class blogs are dead by now). Like how we first met. Like how i had faith in the class spirit. Like how i used to attend class outings with a 100% late record. Like how i would make fun of Mr. Koh, or be made fun of, when he presents his working on the board during his interesting lessons (Mr Koh, i promise to do all your assignments twice over if you can just return). Or how Mrs Koo would say, "I think nobody have done their assignments, so dont bother handing in". There are of course countless more of such memories. But the thing in common is that these things seem to be so trivial when you had them with you. To such an extent that it makes a cruel mockery out of you when you have finally realised its worth.

I miss the enthusiasm displayed in our class blog. Terribly, in fact. At least they were genuine, against the superficiality of recent posts. Or so as i perceive it to be. To the welfare authorities concerned: Not that a brand new class tee, triumph in the inter-class badminton competition or even a class outing would salvage the spirit anymore. Especially when the little spark we had created seemed like it all extinguished yesterday.

This much I have to say. Nitez.

posted by pohwei @ 01:48

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