Monday, August 09, 2004

On Friday we had our National Day celebration. Like for previous years, we had a live band up on stage to perform the Singspiration songs as the whole school sings along. Well everything was the usual lah, we had human trains made up of either classes or CCA groups weaving through the crowds, classes forming into a circle and linking hands doing all sortsa weird dances to the songs, ppl screaming their voices off rather than singing (to relieve stress, probably?). Everything was so predictable its almost monotonous, but something different happened (applicable to my class only) this year which no one ever thought would happen.

After the Pledge the first song was played over the PA system, I was behind my monitress at the front because I squeezed to the front to have a clearer view of the march past. It was then I saw her cry. If there was something I cldnt bear, it is to see my friends cry. She's going abroad to study ‘cause her dad's been posted overseas. It makes me feel very sad to know that by the end of this month she'd no longer be around to be the monitress the whole class had grown to be dependent on, a friend we had learned to love.

I guess crying is contagious, because my classmates all around me started to tear too. And all the while the songs like "We will get there" and "We are Singapore" kept playing, which didnt make things any better 'cause it just added to the sadness. The funny thing is for ppl who didn't know better they thought my class is crying because we're overwhelmed by the nation's 39 years of progress, filled with patriotism and love for the country (whatever~).

I finally saw what is true friendship today, and I'm again reminded that ppl don't treasure something or some one until they are gone.

After sitting beside her for so long, I've already grown used to her using me as a doodling board sometimes, her occasional fantansy of trying to bite someone's arm, her constant scream of "Don’t eat in class!", her lunatical and sometimes retarded behaviour (no offense! =P), well, basically, just grown to be used to sitting beside an insane friend like her. Now that she's leaving, there'd be an empty space beside me, and I don’t know if I can ever get used to that.

Heyyyy Abbie if you're reading this, I just wanna tell you that I will miss you. I really will.

writing at 1:34 PM

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