i am at home on a sunday afternoon after a morning meeting in school
someone, pls tell me i need a life
rahhh
yes, i know it is immensely sad and life-less that i am at home on a sunday
poof

on a brighter note, trip back to CHIJ St Nicholas Girls' School was really really really really really nice
yes, you get the idea
bumping into teachers
some of whom actually remember your register no instead of your name
although i really wonder how on earth she manages to remember it
hah

there is just something in the air in that not too little area in amk st 13 that makes you feel younger, as if you're back in school all over again
transforming us back into those chattering little girls in uniforms
walked past the classrooms we once occupied and remisced about how we used to do stupid things in these rooms
i distinctly remember climbing into class through the balcony and setting up a mini bonfire in class to burn the notes in the classroom in sec 2
how we used to chase each other around the classroom blocks with water bottles and dusters
how we finished painting a banner from scratch in 2 hours flat
how we would run down the steps of the specs stand for morning assembly
our ridiculously long toilet breaks
the freaky ghost stories that people love to tell at camps to scare the hell out of each other
how we try to sneak food into the classrooms from the canteen

and the list is definitely not exhaustive
i think,know i will always look back on my days in my blue pinafore fondly

st nicholas our home...we'll always cherish...
the love and beauty you gives us to keep

truly