Friday, October 26, 2007

drain plug

i don't know where to start really..
its kind of sad, kind of happy, kind of empty, but beautiful, and yet silent.
like something bubbling from my chest and refuses to come out. so it'll swirl and swirl... and maybe..it calm,and stay there forever. :)

today's the last day of school, the last day of 2g, last day of, well. just about that. but it felt so painfully horrid, like we're all going to die and never see each other again. i swear, i have never cried in class like that. sure it was like, twenty seconds, but even katty watty was shocked, the stupid speech-making person.
lol.

i love you all, even the irritating, annoying twats like luke. cause 2g wouldn't be 2g without you guys, and my life wont be filled if i didn't get to argue with you guys everyday. :D


its really indescribable, this feeling. i feel morbid, like maybe crying and crying will make me feel better, but really, its not like we're going to die, so ill just look stupid. you cant pinpoint this. its not really sadness, its touches the surface and dances with air. so i wouldn't really know the name for it. ;)



it feels like a drain plug
and its pulled,
so its sucking down everything
draining, draining
and the sound,
its laughing at me
for not being able to stop it maybe
and so i see the water rushing down
down
down
down
and then the basin's empty
empty, but clean.
and then i slide down and stare.

my cheeks were itchy, and i was hiding my face with kat's shoulder. i don't like crying in class, i'll look fugly.. but still. ;)


KAT.
you're my lilo, a very not cute lilo. stop making me cry on purpose you twat, i look ugly and will be embarrassed, and you know it. no, im not missing your perverted antics.nope. not at all. really. and im not crying again, what are you talking about? the dust there just got in my eye. you twitty, silly, ignorant, rude, loud... THING. i have too much to say to you, i don't even want to say them. if i decide to go to triple science and ultimately leave you to rot in phy + chem, you can call me stupid. :) you're the lead g. don't ever change, and don't grow your hair. i'll hate you if you do. :D MAY THE COLLAR-NY LIVE ON!

WEIQI.
it's obvious i can't be in the same class as you next year. i won't take chem + bio.. things will be so awkward, without that act-cute girl sitting in front. i really don't know what to say. may the recess gang live on! be a good band-member, and study hard, okay! jiayou! i can't wait for the chalet. i'm going to be reduced into a blubbering, sobbing idiot. cry with me. :)

BRENDA.
my god. if i drop triple to take phy + chem, i'd miss you heaps. cause i won't have this loud girl next to me... you rock ahma. you rock heaps and tons. i love you lots, and i really want to be in the same class as you. please don't ever turn into a sissy girl, you rock like brenda does. i don't know what to say to you too.. i'm really lost, and i really don't want to write this, because it marks the end.and i want nothing to end..

JACQUELYN.
you annyoing, irritating, loud, kind, nice person. i'm going to miss our lit adventures. if there's no ss + lit, i'll see you in pure lit. but if there is then.. I'LL MISS YOU, YOU BAKA, BLOCKHEADED DAUGHTER. blur queen. i don't like you, you know why? cause you're a blockhead, and you don't know what i'm really trying to say is i'll miss you and your insane ideas. i'll see you in tt, and may things never ever change! i'll still argue with you everyday, i hope? let's pray we won't be too distant to do so. :) love ya daughter. i'll be sure to have that blanket ready.

CINYI.
now where to start? you and i go way back, right? the purple friendship thing... let's hope you can remember that in sec 4. if i don't go to the same class as you.. my god. i don't want to think about it. we grew distant after pri 3... and now we're close again. now we're going to be spilt, by class differences again. AGAIN. i hate that. i hope tt will be the same forever, cause i love you tons, and everybody in tt. i want to see you and peishan running around, screaming and swatting each other, jac glaring at you two, the immature pair. cindy sms-ing and charis standing next to me, tsking at whatever we just went through. i don't ever want to grow distant from you again, it sucks. i'll miss you, a lot. a lot. a lot.

WEITING.
my darling number four. i'm sorry i haven;t been the most welcoming when you first became a musketeer. i'm sure you must have disliked me. i love you lots, my sole fanfiction-lover. you gave me that risky edge, you know? no, im not dying, neither are you. but i know we won't be together next year, cause i won't be taking chem + bio. excel in art k. excel and have your fashion designs be plastered all over the school walls. i'm lost for words. i can't type. -reaches over to grab tissue box- i'll really miss your loud exclamations in class. i bet my next class won't have someone like you. you're way too unique, way too special. i can't continue. -uses tissue- STOP MAKING ME CRY DAMMIT. i look horrendous. le sigh. i'm like a sec 4, graduating. pfft. silly cheryl. i'm too emotional about this.

VALERIE.
mummy. i really don't know if we're going to the same class or not. i love you lots. thank you so much for being there for me. you're probably always the first one to notice my mood, when i'm sad, or angry, disappointed, or maybe even way too high. i can't type. -grabs more tissue- my eyes are leaking again. they're faulty, must get them fixed. anyway. if i don't go to the same class as you... well. things will be boring. you hyperactive cloniie. STUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPID
STUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPID
STUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPID
STUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPID
STUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPID
STUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPID
STUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPID.
waaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

WAICHONG.
hmm. win more stuff for running! GROWGROWGROW! don't slack, and looks like your free lunch is no more. so sad, you were so close. 105, right? hehe. maybe if i'm nice enough i'll treat you. congrats for working hard, you've improved a lot, i'm really proud of my daddy. i can't belive you were of the same height as me in sec 1. AND I CANT BELIEVE SEC 1 and 2 ARE OVER ALREADY. it's so fast, i mean. it was like, only yesterday when you ran away in fright cause val, vii and i were trying to mess up your hair. GROWGROW. you're a very nice person, really,really. please stay that nice forever, :)

LEONARD.
i don't know what to say to you, you stupid shifu. you're nice too. and lots of people don't believe me, but i think you're nice. yes, you are. just drop the haughty act k. study hard, ahgong. you're a really good friend to me. :)

RYAN.
thank you lots and heaps for today. i feel a lot a lot better. you're a really good listener! :D hehe i probably wouldn't let you see me without specs for quite some time... but maybe i will, one day. since you said it isn't a bad thing, hahahah. i like granite walls now. so symbolic, :) you can't change too, cause i think you're really super nice the way you are. don't be so busy all the time AND SLEEP EARLY -underlines- yeah? ;) congrats on your class position! if i don't take triple.. then i hope we won't grow distant. that's really not good. work hard for next year, even if i'm not in that class! must get top in level k.and then my form teacher will mention you again and again, you popular thing. i have lots to say to you, and typing them out is really weird. so..may the fifth come soon! :D

VANESSA.
my first ever friend in gess. i thank you, lots and lots, for saying helo to me on the first day of school. it made me really happy. i'm not good at making friends, and i was really alone on the first day, cause most of the rmps girls were not in 1G'06. so, you really have no idea how happy i was when you tapped me on the shoulder and said, "HELLO!" i felt really, really glad. and now, even though that memory is so clearly etched in my head, we're going to say farewell if i don't pick triple. i hate it. i don't want to grow insignificant in your mind, mahjong shifu. please don't change, you're a sweet person, and you really taught me a lot. i love you tons, number three. tons and tonnes. plus one more kilo on top.





and so, the year's going to end.
i wonder if much is going to change next year. i really hope not.
and maybe, just maybe, something went wrong with the school sorting system, and we have to stick to our regular classes for another two more years, and use the same old classroom. we've bonded with our classroom. they cannot just strip us of it.

it feels really empty inside again. i can't type.
i probably wouldn't be able to take it during the chalet. i can' help it, 2G rocks to no end. i love 2G-ians. tons. tons. heaps.


2Ghee forever.
lovelove.


so the drain plug's fitted back into place, but it won't ever be the same, cause the contents are all washed away.

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