Anyway... I feel like I didn't do it properly yesterday. I got too caught up with my own troubles. So here goes...
Now, I say goodbye to our 4E1 Classroom. The place in which we spent 2 years together, the place which we came to call ours. We may have used other rooms, but mathematics was the only classroom that I liked much. Walking in every day to see it, it was amazing, really. Through the classroom door, on my left, a picture with that guy pointing his finger, telling us that math wants us. More often than not, I'd see Mr. Low helping out with his death questions.
...The first time I stepped into that classroom... I was almost late. I came in with Jia Hao. There were few people whom I knew then... Shaun... Daron... Rainald... just to name a few... Leonard was still a total stranger, as were many others...
...And we were introduced to Aloysious Low, and at that time, never would I have guessed that I'd miss him... The pride of having been promoted to 3E1 still glowing in me, I tried my best to live up to it... I will miss his unique sense of humour, his unmistakable style, and his proficiency at his job...
...And in Biology... I took a place next to Leonard, whom I would soon find to be an excellent companion... Somehow... It's difficult to remember the times when we were still trying to remember each other's names... But everything after that was just a bliss... Every lesson we sat for together was fun. We could see innuendo in anything, and make the wildest theories... like the relation between incest and intelligence(funny story actually, may write about it in future)... I will miss having lessons with you, Leonard, and I regret that I still don't know your phone number by heart...
...And in Geography, my companion came to be Daniel... I already knew him, of course, from our escapades of the previous year. But not well. Our time together let me know what an empowered worker you are, and it would be a mistake not to mention how dependent I was on you... I should probably have paid more attention in class, but I don't regret having to rely on you... And hamster farms... I will miss having lessons with you, Daniel, for there could hardly be a better balance of fun and work elsewhere in the world...
...And Shaun... Bandmates no more. Partners, but not in school now. I know I have taken your presence for granted... but I'll just let you know... that even now, even if we still had lessons, I would still want you there in maths and physics... It's difficult to say this... but I think it would have been harder to say in person. Whatever it is... I will miss the periods where we could discuss our plans to get rich, to get famous, to become masters. I will miss when I could always count on a friendly face next to me, day, after day, after day...
... I will miss Jeremy and Murphy... for their example of friendship and company... The days we stayed back in school, or hung out at wherever... Jeremy, you were a good friend, and I am truly grateful that we were reunited in this class, after we went our separate ways at thirteen and a half... I could always count on you to understand... but I wish I understood you sooner... I will miss spending afternoons after school with you... certainly...
... And the rest of you... are all difficult people to come by. It is rare that such a group of people can come together, just by chance. Well, maybe not just by chance, but it's still amazing. I wasn't part of most of your activities, but I admired the kind of spirit and friendship each of you had for each other. In these years... I have grown accustomed to the jokes, the laughs, and the voices of you. I will miss this class.
3/4E1. The first class I ever liked. My primary school life was full of idiots. My lower secondary life was plagued by them. Turning fifteen was like going to heaven. Leaving sixteen is like jumping into a black hole. You don't know what's on the other side.
Mr. Low was right. Secondary school is the best part of your life. I don't know if I can move on, knowing what a great time I spent here.
And let's not forget the teachers... who will no longer be there to instruct...
...Mrs. Anne Quek, for her methods of making us remember... and for helping me realise my liking for Chemistry...
...Mr. Lim Kim Huat... for letting us know what we were up against... and letting us hold lengthy discussions on why we should legalise public executions...
...Mr. Edwin Lee... For making physics lessons fun... and not one other teacher has shared so much about his life than him...
...Mrs Lee Poh Lin... for I'm not sure what exactly, but I'll miss her anyway...
And so it has come to pass. Detachment has occurred.
Here, I have a quote...
"I always knew that looking back on the tears would make me laugh, but I never expected that looking back on the laughs would make me cry."
-Unknown
Not the pokemon. Heh.
It's not fair, but it has to happen. People come together, and they also part. It is an inevitability that for months I was afraid to accept. I still am. But it's coming ever closer, like a great locomotive hurtling towards us from miles away. I hope there will be a time to say our proper goodbyes at the graduation ceremony.
Adiós, my friends, it's only the beginning of a massive journey.
Or you may die early and be spared the trouble.
Alright. I think I understand why people swim with electric toasters now.
-Joe