the end. finale.
so i guess this is the end? or is it? hope not. drama nite. why nite and not night? haha. one of the many quirks huh. the perfect end to the attitude class as people put it. mrs mohd, chen laoshi, mslim, mrs yap, tan jenfu, mrs quah, mrs lee, mrs mak. teachers who have taught 213'06, pple who have perhaps left some sort of mark on all of us. especially mrs mohd. the person who has really done so so much for 213. the enthuness on sunday when we got down to it, the reluctance to start practising the lines and getting the actions right on monday, the respite on monday afternoon. the problems and displeasure over rehearsals on wednesday. the stress, the anticipation, the anxiety along with the utter joy, the relieve, the total euphoria, the excitement, the whole feeling of real happiness on thursday. we just exploded, erupted, whatever. for once, i cheered, i clapped, till i was so tired till i had a sore throat, till i almost lost my voice, but it was worth it, so totally worth it. guess only people from 213 can understand why winning it was so significant. it seems though the whole 213 year has been summarised into these few days as we worked for drama nite. well, the only that matters is the ending, and it ended well, almost near perfection. but never too perfect, because what so special about 213, is its flaws. without flaws, even the greatest literary genius would have nothing to write about in our poem.
now that the last day of school, as a class, as 213, has ended, i know how much we all want to go through it all again, and cherish everything we have, experience every bit once more, rub off each other a lil bit more. but if time could be turned back, life would be rather meaningless, for memories will no longer be memories.
and since all of us have rubbed off each other, keep it that way and 213'06 will always be kept alive as we carry this small bit everyone else around wherever we go. just like when i see 1221, i go, oh man, pearl where are you. or when i see my great movie, i ask where cat is, or when i see manicure shops, i wonder where aly was peeling her nails, or when i see orlando bloom and go ew and think of emma whacking my guts out cos i insulted him.
well, things always have to end. so adios to the 213 of 2006, but never to 213'06.
erin.
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just sent emma off. sitting at home, staring at the computer screen now. dont really know what to do, dont really want to do. happy that i finished the video. it was funny that was what made it sad. sitting in that crammed bedroom of mine, watching the video with 18 other pple. it was a totally different experience, i thought i had gotten so bored of that video after all the editing. but well, i was obviously proven wrong. i have never done a video for anybody or class, but i am grateful that i did, at least the memories are captured, at least it can rewinded, experienced all over again, it might not be real, but its the closest i can get. watching the photos go by and watching the credit roll by, brings back all the memories of the class through the whole year, the quarrels, the displeasure, the hatred, the deadness, the attitude, the usual. along with the amusement, the lameness, the bickering, the mahjong, the FUN, of being in 213. i guess thats why they say the best year is your sec2 year. man, it rocked.
erin
uh oh, the empty feeling is back. and it feels horrible.
twothirteenohsix.
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Erin is being crap.
And Avril is being crap along with her. >.<
This is so smart. (: AND IM HUNGRY. AVRIL IS EATING IN FRONT OF MY FACE. And there are nuggets like 10cm away from me. ):
This is TECHINCALLY Erin's blog. But then again, she told me to... revive this thing. So I shall be nice and kind and self-sacrificial and blog here FOR HER!
FEEL HONOURED ERINTAN.
Avril didn't you want to blog here? But I bet you're too busy eating... "lunch".
(:
-guess who?
i am sick. it sucks being sick. i have been sick since the holidays started. what kind of shit is that. i cant eat the stuff i want to eat, i cant sleep and be the pig i want to be either. and walking around orchard with a permanent headache just doesnt help at all. freaking screwed up. and i so bet it will all cure and be perfect on monday. sucks. why cant i like fall sick at right times instead of screw up my holidays. so dumb. urggggggggg, pissed off. thats why i am stuck here doing dumb things that are incredibly dumb. mum says its cos at home too bored so fall sick. wth. her daughter sick already still suan, pfft. anyway its dumb and i have successfully convinced her that i should just go and cut my hair and not leave it long cos i look like an idiot with long hair. =)
erin
ok, i shall post here because erintan is like bored. that is so normal. and irritating. everytime i want to do so many things during the hols end up stoning. wth. dumb. last few days were normal but abnormal, to a certain extent. i think. i realised the font on this blog is punyyy. wonder how pple read it. or maybe its just me. anwwi have just figured i need to stop going out. hardly did anything but my money is like flying away and a crazily fast rate. need to stop spending on god knows what. went out today with everyone nearly broke. so pathetic. dont even know why we are going out. oh whatever. devil wears prada didnt turn out that bad. just cliched plot. not exactly bimbo either, not like those kind of shitty things like bring it on that alison pua whined about not being able to watch. so typical. still like to argue that she is not bimbo. pfft. talking about alison pua, she is sooooo L-O-S-E-R. literally. and still so amused by it. i think even mrs mohd gets exasperated watching her and her loser antics. okok, i am bored already. jacksparrow looks darn nice. and, steve hogan is so bullshit =) talk aobut goldfish and being in depth.
erin
ps i forgot to tell bea happy birthday. how pro. i just told her i realised i havent told her happy birthday. so smart.
birthday[s]
ok i shall make an exception today. its like my dear mama's birthday [either like today or tomorrow] dont ask because that woman cant confirm it either. she claims her dad made a mistake. oh whatever. anw, my mama is so amusing, shop from tuesday to friday, in the end i benefit. got so much shit i cant believe myself. dont even know what she got herself. ok pointless. point of post is mums birthday =). so like uh. you guys can wish her happy birthday =). and i havent gotten her birthday present. am i like horrible or what. ok i think i am. darn it, my speakers are screwing up, i think i overworked them. pfft. annoyingly irritating. songs are coming out screwedly. why are people laughing after reading the post ah? i see people laugh i also amused. ah ok, its not the speakers, that song was just screwed up. so screwed up aint i? ok whatever. this is still damnnnnnnnn dumb. but for my dear mama, exception =). wish her, somehow.
erin
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Why one post and this place dies? PEOPLE! Lyn, Ray, AVRIL! Post here. I need to post like on my own blog tooooo!
Avril, you can use my account to post. Just get from me the password and username! ):
Now no fun liaooo!
ok erintan here. i found it darn amusing that there are so many people who want to see me blog. very nice meh. its not like erintan is very fantastic in writing. as in like i am just bullshitting around. like now. o btw, its captjacksparrow and its darn cool. dont you think so. i am so amused by it. oh and i dont think anyone can like attempt to blog like me, cos its just hard. like uh weird. ok right now i have no idea what i am talking aobut. i feel like i am talking to a bloody wall. so dumb. thats why erintan never blogs. you feel like an idiot talking to the bloody comp. anddddd i need to know why do people think whatever i post will be funny. why ah? i am still amused by it. deeply amused. ok thats it, i still feel like an idiot, shant bother like posting even though jack's pic is bloody cool. darn it, i just finished my chicken rice. smelt damn nice la. ok whatever. dumb thing.
erin
