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hi dead blog :)

i am going to strip off this old skin from you in a little while. i'm kinda sick of black i guess? i need something brighter, something happier and something a little more pure-looking. White, or baby blue i guess.

But then again, that will take a while. I will need to handle the higher chinese paper first, before i come back to you ^^

Well, yesterday was pretty much the last day of school for me, although there's still next monday or tuesday. We are doing nothing on monday, and tuesday should be a slack day. I didn't quite feel anything for the past few days, until yesterday?

Yesterday was one of the most interesting days I've had in RI, i think. We had a polo photoshoot during recess, and that was when it first occured to me that this is the end, for my secondary waterpolo school life at least. I remember my seniors in the process of selecting us as members, at the very same pool, unchanged, just four years ago. We were still so small then, unsure of what was ahead of us; and now, we've grown together as a team. Well maybe things haven't changed that much, we still gossip around a little and quarrel sometimes, but at least, we have bonded together. From there on, that picture will be in the yearbook of 2008, and in the future, we will be old men staring down at our own faces. Things won't be the same as before next time, in JC1 and JC2.

And after that I went back to class, my classmates were playing with paper balls wrapped with masking tape. Big paper balls :D haha. I then realised that, this is probably one of the last times that we will be able to laugh at each other play like that and being silly and all. Well, we might still be able to try this in JC, but it will never be the same again. All the silly things like, picking off the badges of the prefects when they fall asleep, whacking each other with paper balls, placing someone's shoe on top of the projector, totally owning someone by ganging him. Haha. It will be the last time we do these..

I went to train in the afternoon, and I sat down to talk to my coach. The way he talked to me was different now. He talked to me in a very mature way, just like he did last time, when I saw him talking to an old boy. And.. we didn't really talk about polo; he was pretty much just talking about random things. Chatting, essentially. I thought I liked it. Sitting down there, without a worry, talking to another person. He was telling me about how I must pursue the things I like to do, and not just polo (although he is my coach). You know, this is what CLE truly is. And not some lesson which you sit inside a classroom to get lectured. I came out of the pool earlier, and I would say, I stoned away like 1.5 hours. I was sitting at the gallery, just looking at my juniors train. I didn't have anywhere else to go, until 6 plus. Yeah and I felt nostalgia again. Not too long ago I was still asking my senior about why I cannot commit a foul too much in a game, and now I'm sitting in his place. haha.

After that I went to slack around in the canteen with Amos, Shi Hao and some other 4I guys. They were trying to study, but in the end we played some game on Amos's iTouch. We had a lot of fun. Seriously, for about 2 hours, we did nothing but fool around. And both of them are my primary school mates. One stage was over, and we realised that the end of this second stage is just a few days away too.

Well! In the night we had Rafflesian Spotlight. It didn't really turn out to be what I expected it to be. It was a tad too long, ending only at like 11pm? But then again, it proves that the committee put in a hell lot of effort to get this going, so well done guys :) I think I got to know a few people slightly better haha. And of course, I hope you like the present, Mr C ^^ don't get too frustrated solving it haha!

That's quite a lot to take in just one day. At the end of this journey, I think I am happy. I have absolutely no regrets. "Make sure that you do everything without regrets," Mr Allan Soo told me in Sec 1. He has left RI now, and I think I did that. I went to India, and I'm happy I did it, because I am sure I won't get a chance to in the future. I became a PSL and inspired my juniors (i hope!), and I'm glad I did that. In RIPB, I tried my best to launch as many products as I could, and I did. I wanted to give the best for my house, even when it means I may be doing something I am not familiar with like DramaFeste, and I did it. I wanted to pull up my results and give my best so that I will not look back and complain that I 'should have done this, should have done that', and I think I did that too. I wanted to, some what, be able to identify a group of friends whom I can rely on when I grow up, and I think I have.

Many of my fondest memories actually come from in the old RI, before all the hustle and bustle from the renovations. The old staffroom, the third floor atrium, the old junior block field, the japanese food van, the old canteen, the old gryphons lair, the old basketball courts, the old carpark, the old track and field. But they aren't there anymore. The people have also gone from my life; my PSLs (i don't remember their names anymore, but Lawrence, yes), my most respected teachers etc. There is nothing left for me in this school, because I believe I have done all I could have done. There is no way that I can repay her for all these. Next year, she might be called the new RI in black and white, but in my heart, it will never be the same again. I guess, this is goodbye, then.

Farewell, my alma-mater.

10:13 PM