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Tuesday, November 18, 2008N

yesterday's graduation night marks the end of our 4/5 years in Kranji.
it was a sad occasion, yet we promised it was not the end.

my 4 years in Kranji are amazing. dramatic. interesting.
it's anything you want to use to describe.
but definitely not boring nor loser life.

in here, i found my closest friends. my darlings. my special ones.
they made a great impact on me.
be it on my studies or my growing up.

no matter what, when, why and how. they were always there.
be it to scold me and wake me up from my nonsense,
or stand by me and support me through.
they were always there to help me finish this 4 years here.

i once thought, what would become of me if i were to study somewhere else.
what would i meet or experience there?
no matter what, i know what i had gone through in Kranji is precious and could not be found anywhere else.

4 years ago, i was still alone stepping into this long journey which i dreaded.

new classes and a total new group of friends. i never know how i would survive or how well i would go. i knew no one there. totally no one and worst still. i hated self-introduction. yet, i was still lucky to find my bestest clique ever. they were a bunch of girls who were as high. as noisy. as fun-going and of course, wonderful babies. YULING, AMELIA, YENTENG, CINDY and YEEGIN. soon, we were as close as glue. inseperable. you could call us that. i remembered how we joked with one another, how we highed after school. and how we cried and emo-ed over lousy results. there were times conflicts gew between us, yet we still hold on close. for once, i realised what's the true meaning of forever friends.

yet, streaming came. and we were once again faced with seperation. we vowed for the 2C spirit never to die. we vowed to stay close. things do fall. relationship do sour. and yet, our friendship still stays on. no matter how much we dislike one another for their classes, we know deep down, they are still our friends.

moving up to upper secondary, another chapter of my life unfolded. lies in front of me were half a class of unknown people. i still remember how detest i was when i saw shunyu, junjie, weichang and zhanning's name. yet i was glad that my old friends were with me.

slowly, we opened up. and it came to our realisation that those that we once 'hated' were never that bad. we started making new friends. friends that we definitely treasured much. YUXUAN, SHUNTING, DANIELLE. they became part of our class clique. they spelt fun.

although upper sec means study. yet FOURDEE seems to means otherwise. we were always high-ing. and noisy. maybe it's due to every single one of our hyperactive-ness. maybe it's due to our teachers. we have wonderful teachers. we have self-high teachers.

MRS PUNITHA RAM. the self-high history teacher who never fails to got rebuked by the class.
MR SIAH KAI MING. the school's discipline master. yet always failed to get us quiet during PE.
MR MIKE TEO YEE SIN. the lame-est maths teacher who loves using his salary as a bet for finding another way to solve a question.
MR LIM YUEN TUCK. the ultra tall mentor who never fails to have a smile whenever he steps into the class. despite his tall stature, he's as lame.
of course, never to forget
MS CHERIE ONG. who threatens mrs ram to make sure our class get a 90% distinction for comb. humanities.

of course, a class is never fun and bonded without the wonderful classmates. i shant name all. as it would take up dont know how long of the post. yet, i'm sure every single one of you know who you are. unless you dont regard yourself part of 4D.

to my dearest FOURDEE`08.
thanks 42 of you for being a wonderful classmate!!! because of you guys, upper sec is never boring. now i know, sec4 life dont equals to no life. it means something much more. it means fun with your classmates, eating recesses in class, gossiping with one another about the latest topic, teasing one another about rumours and studying together with the same aim to be the best class. it's a pity that we had to bade farewell here. yet, dont be sad. every ending brings about a new beginning. dont cry because it ended, smile because you once have it. we wont just end here. there's still more things we have yet to be done. we still have our upcoming chalet. although most of us will be overseas by then, but fear not. the fourdee spirit will always be burning. no matter how long we had graduated from the school, i am sure our class would always be the example for the teachers. not a bad example, but a good one. i know everyone would say, '4D`08. they are a class who play hard and study hard. every single one of them are unique in their own ways. special and outstanding. and when they come together, they form the most wondeful class. a class with perserverance and never-say-die attitude. they are 4D`08.' no matter what happened in your life down the road, i am sure you guys would definitely succeed in it. all the best in your journey down and may your new chapters be as amazing and interesting as this which you had written in your life in 3D`07/4D`08. once again, ROCK ON!!!

and not forgeting, my dearest CCA - SJ.
having just celebrated our 10th anniversary, it marks our achievements. showing that our hardwork had paid off.
i wont forget you guys. how we got tekan together. how we helped each other and how we worked together to bring the corps to a next better heights. SIMIN, AISYAH, AMELIA, LAURA, MARIZ, MAY, YANYING. not forgetting our guys. CHEUNGWENG and YONGTING. you guys make saturday training never tired and in return, fun.
i wont forget my teacher-in-charges.
MS VANITHA.
MS TAN BEE LENG.
MS RATNA.

finally, to those who had make a great impact to me in my 4 years in Kranji. thank you so much. it's wonderful to have you left your footprints in my heart.

MS AUDREY LEE.
MS LIM LECK LEE.
MS FOO POH LIN.
MDM YONG.
MS YONG SIEW CHIN.
ANGELA.
YIN TING.
JIANLUN.
KUNDA.
CLIVE.
and of course,
PITSOON.

and and,
i wont forget the SECURITY GUARD UNCLE and COUNSELLOR.

to everyone who had been with me through this 4 years, thank you.

and lastly, the poem is for everyone of you.

Remember what we've gone through?
Remeber where we've gone before?
Remember how we stood by one another,
when troubles seem to fall?
Remember when we were happy?
Remember why we had quarrel?
Remember who got us together,
when everything seems to topple?
I will always remember,
the way we pass this journey,
with warmth, fun and laughter,
everything is possible.
Memories will always be,
engraved right deep down the heart.
Let us stay forever,
be there for one another.
Thanks for being there,
Thanks for all the support.
When I'm tired,
and need a shoulder to lean.
When I'm troubled,
and need someone to share it with.
When I'm sad,
and need a hand to wipe the tears away.
When life wasn't really great,
especially failing of tests.
It was you guys,
who would always be there.
It's you all who make me smile,
bringing me out of fear.
It's you all who encourages me,
letting me know nothing is impossible.
With you guys around,
jokes were always lame.
Laughters were always heard,
thanks all my dear.
But parting would always come,
and we would always leave.
The time to go is here,
we shall not cry now.
Let us wave together,
knowing everyone would still be here.
We shall start to move on,
but memories will stay.
Never gone and always there,
you guys are the best.
Let all be our memories,
when years started to pass.
We would stood by one another,
knowing our friendship would always last.
You shall not be forgotten,
you shall always be remembered.

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