If there's one thing I miss about CHS, it's knowing that every day I belong. CHS and 5S1 was like family to me. Every time after a holiday, as I trudged down the 'lorong' into the canteen, greeted by sleepy-looking students, to get into the Ed-Board room, I feel a grin spreading from ear to ear on my face, knowing that I belong, that I'm part of this whole establishment, and knowing that I'm not alone.
Knowing that we all have one goal, to get through high school, and that we were going to get through high school together. Knowing that if we were sad, there would be friends reading our expressions, prepared to lend a listening ear, to let us know that we are not alone in this phase of life.
Knowing that at every corner, there would be laughter, be it laughing off a nickname, a tease, an embarrassing moment. Knowing that at the end of the day, no hard feelings will remain, knowing that we are truly friends, and our basis is innocence. We may not know everyone personally, but everyone knows us and we were accepted the way we are.
We grew up together, from beginning to end, we faced the praises and storms of teachers together, we backed each other up.
I still remember how from 3A1, Yin Shean backed even our notorious friends who tied up poor Zhen Yuan and left him on the corridor of 3A2 face-to-face with our teacher, who stormed into our class and demanded to see the culprits who dared to defy discipline.
I still remember how difficult it was to get the class to do things, and yet at the end, we pulled every drama, every presentation, every exam off so well. :)
I still remember many stories from the days of good ol' CHS. Invisible in my grown-up everyday, but still so real in my heart.
Where are we at now?
Does it matter?
All of you always will, to me. :)
With love, Flo.
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Heh, I was just staring at the grayscale pic above, when I realized, how it looks like the sort of highschool pics our parents used to show us, and how we're not getting any younger
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