after all tha partying and teaching at assumption english,
im proud to say that im back to studying.
and to those who hadnt heard from me since eons, i just started school of 3 years at Uni of Buffalo at SIM. Arts in communications, something related to what i wanna do in tha near future.
Its only been tha 1st week of school and what can i say? i hadnt really found a clique whom i know i can truely rely on. at this very moment, everyone's pretty much very surfaced. soo, yep, im still in tha getting-to-know people better stage. thankfully, i've got yanns,yaya and eileen with me soo school's not extremely horrid. well at least i've got company right? (:
on tha days of school as bus 61 passes by np, i just cant help it but reflect on tha good ol 3 years of poly life. my gurls, milkies, foc, buddies etc. i miss all of them esp my ech gurls. my feelings are mixed somehow as i regretted not bonding with them during my 1st yr in ECH and definitely, i did not regret knowing all 10 of them during my remining ECH years.
hey gurls if yur reading, just wanna let yew know that yur very very much missed. i believe yew gurls feel tha same as i do. tha breaks we used to have, library hideouts, crazy proj meetings and datelines to catch, presentations after another, towning, ponning of school tgt, sneaking out of OBHRM just to buy food and save ourselves from tha tormenting lecture, vday flowers, tha very few ktv sessions. just too many to pen down. Call me a sentimental freak but even after so many months of graduating from poly, as i penned down this tiny paragraph, my eyes still welled up with tears with tha fond memories at tha back of my head.
i hope yew gurls are still doing fine and yew know that BALL BALL (my oh so funny pet name) misses all of yew dearly. tha laughters, joy, tears and sorrows shared. loves.
crystal.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Monday, August 04, 2008
TRANSITIONS.
somehow, i have come to a realisation that we've all grown up.
we no longer play with wooden toys and chalks written on concrete flooring.
tha guys dont carry a hideous mickey mouse haircut anymore whereas tha gurls are back to tha high waisties and leggings. its crazy i tell yew.
kids these days no longer have that innocence they should have. its just all about sex and vulgarities. they do not know what they have been missing out. really. its just so sadd. from what i can vividly recall, i did this camp at changi with pri 5s from coral primary, there was this boy named *john. an autistic child who was outcasted by his peers seemed harmless. but in actual fact, he was more than harmless. HAH. yeahh he adored GURLS. at that age? yew must be thinking come on'. but heyy, his hormones seemed to be raging faster than normal pri 5 kids. apparently, he watches porn and sends them to his friends. whats worse? he tried to tell us instructors tha content. HAH. buddy and myself really had a hard time chasing him out of tha gurls' dorms and night walks. it was insane i tell yew. in a way, disgusted at how media influences have portrayed such images to the young minds these days.
camps have really grown crystal up quite a bit. to overcome challenges and facing difficult kids have actually love instructoring more than ever. gosh. i miss camps. not tha politics but having to see my kids laugh and enjoy themselves and ending tha camp with teary eyes.
those days are gone and instead of tha jumpy, tanned crystal. yew've got a turning fair, heels and dressy crystal scuffling along corridors from classes to classes.
what a transition! phew. i used to complain about tha shitloads i get from tha senior teachers. and now i know its funny, but im gonna miss this place a hell load. tha teachers who treat me like im their younger sis.(: tha tidbits they're forever throwing on my table, the frequent lunch breaks we always have, tha laughters and jokes we share, not to mention gossips. HAHA. memories people, memories.(: my sec 2s. im sure to miss their corny beings, somehow they remind me of my good ol' days as a student. challenges faced are much diff from camps, but im learning to cope. but sad thing is, im leaving this week. yep. i dont know why, but im feeling tha pinch. urgh
gotta go. kids waiting for me at tha study area. one of tha last few times to listen to their callings of ms ang. HAH
loves,
crystal
we no longer play with wooden toys and chalks written on concrete flooring.
tha guys dont carry a hideous mickey mouse haircut anymore whereas tha gurls are back to tha high waisties and leggings. its crazy i tell yew.
kids these days no longer have that innocence they should have. its just all about sex and vulgarities. they do not know what they have been missing out. really. its just so sadd. from what i can vividly recall, i did this camp at changi with pri 5s from coral primary, there was this boy named *john. an autistic child who was outcasted by his peers seemed harmless. but in actual fact, he was more than harmless. HAH. yeahh he adored GURLS. at that age? yew must be thinking come on'. but heyy, his hormones seemed to be raging faster than normal pri 5 kids. apparently, he watches porn and sends them to his friends. whats worse? he tried to tell us instructors tha content. HAH. buddy and myself really had a hard time chasing him out of tha gurls' dorms and night walks. it was insane i tell yew. in a way, disgusted at how media influences have portrayed such images to the young minds these days.
camps have really grown crystal up quite a bit. to overcome challenges and facing difficult kids have actually love instructoring more than ever. gosh. i miss camps. not tha politics but having to see my kids laugh and enjoy themselves and ending tha camp with teary eyes.
those days are gone and instead of tha jumpy, tanned crystal. yew've got a turning fair, heels and dressy crystal scuffling along corridors from classes to classes.
what a transition! phew. i used to complain about tha shitloads i get from tha senior teachers. and now i know its funny, but im gonna miss this place a hell load. tha teachers who treat me like im their younger sis.(: tha tidbits they're forever throwing on my table, the frequent lunch breaks we always have, tha laughters and jokes we share, not to mention gossips. HAHA. memories people, memories.(: my sec 2s. im sure to miss their corny beings, somehow they remind me of my good ol' days as a student. challenges faced are much diff from camps, but im learning to cope. but sad thing is, im leaving this week. yep. i dont know why, but im feeling tha pinch. urgh
gotta go. kids waiting for me at tha study area. one of tha last few times to listen to their callings of ms ang. HAH
loves,
crystal
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