how i think our school's jacket was cool.i still think so though.white and pretty :)

tis is the exact version i wore in primary school.dr martens, with that yellow-thread sewn at the sides.


how i "stole" sand from school for an art project cozz the sand at my house's playground was always mixed with cat dung and it stung to the core. how i played by the carpark ramp and fell with really bloody and bruised knee-caps. how ivy jie and her frens used to pull the raintree in front of our school whenever the rain ended.and then laugh away when i got drenched with the remaining water that was left on the tiny leaves of the tree.how i pulled it once to get-back at them and before i could release it, my principal stared and yelled at me.and it just sucked.
how my friends and i used to joke around about going to hospitals when either one of us is not feeling well.cozz our school was situated and smacked right in-between 2 hospitals.mount alvernia hospital and the then-toa payoh hospital (its been demolished already)

how i used to hate prefects and would play in places that were "forbidden by the principal" (cozz it was dangerous, just like the carpark ramp area) and run away from the prefects when they came running with their small blue notebooks and trip over my dr martens and get hurt.
how one bitch(for sure it was a bitch cozz i was from a girls' school) actually spilled mee rebus gravy on my bag when i was away.(we used to put our bags in the canteen while waiting for the morning session students to finish their lessons)and it was really disgusting cozz during then, i didnt have the habit of carrying a pack of tissue--not that i do carry a pack of tissue now.. :P

how the chinese stall canteen uncle really dislike me cozz i used half of his pepper just for my small bowl of fishball soup.how my frens and i hated this teacher in school cozz she was always so flirtatious to the camp instructors.esp this really cute caucasian guy named steve, him in his really sexy boxer with tons of lip kisses repeatedly printed on it.(yes, being brough up in an all-girls school, we tend to be a lil more kinky and cheeky over such matters.and no, we didnt peep at steve when he was changing, we just look up when he was climbing up tis netted fence as a demostration cozz he told us to watch him closely..)

how i was once caught red-handed in a half soaked uniform and messy drenched hair by dad for not going home after a cancelled remedial session cozz i went to charmaine;s house for a swim.(she lives beside school).how i dislike remedial lessons after school cozz i dread the thought of having to wait for the dumb and hot-humid trans-island 851 bus with that dirty looking brown interior finishing.with ah peks or aunties smelling like rotting fishes cozz of their terrible body odour.lack of hygiene esp when they cough out loud without clamping their hands to their salivary flam-infested mouths.how some even spit out their gruesome yellowish-greenish-brownish lump of virus-spreading flam in the bus.and i would shiver in dismay when i witness such utterly disgusting acts.

and finally, when ivy jie and friends finally graduated from school and i was left alone in "durian-head's" bus on trips back home.how i use to sit by the window alone, pondering how life will be when i grow up.how it feels like to be bigger.how it feels like to be in a secondary school.how there were so many things ahead that will rapidly change my life.how i waited impatiently for these changes.

i missed my primary school days.days when i naively smile and hop and bounce around in.i miss them so much so i wished i could get back to them.can i have them back?can i re-live them all over again and never grow up? *sighs

i hate growing up ! all the ugly consequences . all the piling responsibilites...