I'm back!!!

Hey, guys... I'm finally back after being away for so long. :D

...and it seems pretty quiet over here.

Anyway, I wanted to write out this incident for sometime now:

Well, see, early this year we had to do the food test experiment for Bio. The most interesting food test was the iodine test for lipids. We were supposed to drop, specifically stated in the question, 15 drops (3 by 5) of iodine solution onto a white tile. Well, whaddayouknow... we practically filled the whole surface of the tile with about 30 drops, so much that a little jerk would cause all of the drops to combine to form a puddle of yellowish aqueous goo in the middle of the tile.

Right. Next we mixed the enzymes and substrates together, started the stopwatch and here we go... testing the mixture for ... *something*.

"Eh, is this blue colour, arr?"
"I think this is blue la... I see my tile got black spots."
"Apasal tak dapat ni?"
"Man! I don't have enough iodine drops! Ish... Have to restart all over again."
"Haaah... How come yours took 5 minutes only? Mine already pass 15 minutes, still no result!"

And the phrase of the day was...

"You mean we're supposed to do it until it remains yellow? No wonder I never got blue colour!!!"

:P

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I'm so happy AS is over... but only to be reminded that A2 is here to stay for 6 months. I wonder if I'll have time for anything besides studying after my hols. (Oh, I'll be here until Sun next week. Loveaduck.)

You know what's scary? How everything's flying past me so fast I'm left breathless without having a chance to recuperate before another gust of time blows me away to another zone. I just met my neighbours 2 days before.

I couldn't recognise my neighbour's youngest sister. All the once-midgets along my row of houses have turned into young ladies and men overnight.

That made me think a little: I wonder - over this period of a year leaving school - how much have I changed? How much have you guys changed? When we meet up years from now, would we still be able to engage in conversation and understand each other without hedges growing in between - not because we failed to keep in touch, but because we don't have anything in common left behind for us to build back our once-strong friendships on?

When I left my primary school, I kept looking back fondly at memories shared with friends: friends who scrawled FRIENDS FOREVER on my autograph book, friends who I grew up and shared secrets with, friends I didn't want to lose, but constantly called and wrote to, so as to maintain the comradeship. I thought that primary school would be this era stucked forever in my memory, something I would never be able to replace or run away from.

But now, 7 years ago seems so distant. Meaningful and precious, but still a mere collection of memories. Of all the primary friends I've been acquainted with, I still keep in touch with only a few. The others have just... disappeared. Maybe it is my fault that I didn't maintain contact with them. Maybe we just grew up. Maybe it's just the way things were meant to be.

Years have passed, and many of them have changed. It's this weird feeling - you know they're still them, but in a way, you no longer know them.

I think college has changed me. It has definitely (and drastically) altered my perception about life, and made me think harder. When you see me today, I'm not sure if I'll act like the same person you knew a year ago. I may be more sceptical, more rational (and we all know rationality leads to over-evaluation half the time), more mature. But then again, I might be more wary, not trusting anyone because I know how faulty the human being can be, more experienced on putting on a mask to hide all my thoughts beneath what people can decipher from the surface.

But then, you might have changed, too. Most of us (well, not me) might have different interests and priorities now *hint hint*. (And, believe me, relationship does change mindsets - either for better or worse. I should know.) Most of us may have physically changed and our tastes in fashion, music, lifestyle may heavily influence the way we think and act, when we're away from our turqoise pinafores and navy green trousers and rules and school bells.

Personally, I don't like the idea of growing up. Primarily because it means we have to face consequences to our actions. We are on our own now, no longer shielded by our parents (to a certain extent) or a knitted-community (school). We are individuals. We are adults. Makes me long for the old days where responsibility is measured by the homework we hand in.

Sometimes, I have this gnawing sadness within me - that one day we might not be able to come together as friends, but only as schoolmates... only as people with once-common background. Sometimes, I wonder if I'll remember and be remembered. Sometimes, I wonder if I'll ever see some of you guys again in this lifetime, or will we merely remain as people who shared a photograph and a classroom with.

They say distance makes a heart grow fonder. Until now, when I think of my days as a 5S1-er, tears fill my eyes, as I yearn for the memories I left behind and the joy I accumulated in the limited pages of my journal which snatch me back into reminiscence readily.

I hope we haven't changed... too much.

Missing you guys.