Once loved always loved

I went back to my primary school on the 19 this month. It was their cultural fiesta night. To be frank, i feel that the place is some sort of boring. Maybe i went there alone, maybe i have lost touch.

I saw lots of my teachers. Not lots but just the few that are still currently around. Due the the number of students they taught every year, most teachers forgot who you are, so on and so forth. There is this teacher who taught me in primary one, my form teacher, Madam Koh SL. She remembered my name, my handwriting, my attitude. I was like elated that there is someone who really remember me. Gives me that i am "someone" instead of "anyone" feeling.

There is something that i want to share!!! It is no other that the AVA window!! =P

This brought back lots of memories of mine. The window that we got "spied" by the discipline master, checking whether we were behaving without his presence.

Before leaving, i took a picture of an art which was done when i was in primary two. It somehow grew up with me.

I simply love the crest, the motto, everything.

Reflections?!

Concert came in just a blink of eyes and ended in just the few hours. Had feelings of unbearable and regrets. Memories of the band came to me, or do i say haunting me?? I feel that they just want me to cry!! The band members had been having rehearsals, working so hard just to make it a success.

Okay, enough of moody stuff. I don't want to cry again like what i had in school and on bus. It is embarrassing.

I am somehow step down from my CCA, the one which i spent so much time and effort on. "That is a part and passer of life", many would have just enlighten me. I know that is, that is only a phrase and i am going to let it go. Look at the bright side!! Maybe it is the time now for me to focus on my studies instead of having fun?? Perhaps i should let band go!! Let it soar to a higher level.


MY mood: moody of course.