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Thursday, November 20,9:03 PM
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Hey 2H (;

Two years we've been together. A period too long for us to get acquainted, but too short for us to truly learn to appreciate one another.

As this chapter of our lives ends with a full-stop, we begin to treasure things we used to groan about, things we never thought would make a difference when they're gone. Like, having our dearest monitress initiate the '3 cheers for 2H' thing, Jonan and his racist jokes, KarWee and LJH's gay love, SJH's 'waaaaaaaaaah!', being ushered by WenLiu to go out for recess, sitting in the parade sq as a class, assembling in the sports hall as 2H, clapping and cheering whenever we win something, however not-so-significant it is, working together as a class, hanging around in class after school and what not.

People like RH, Elaine, LiWen, Darren, Vivian etc., I won't be talking about them much. Because I'll be in the same class with them for the next two years anyway. (: It's the group of people who will be moving on to other classes that I will miss. It's the feeling that we exist as a class that I can't seem to find anymore.

What's gone is gone. True, no point crying and weeping over stuff that will never come back. Sometimes, things that are gone will be gone forever. You've gotta leave some stuff behind to move on.

It's just depressing that 2H has to be the thing to be left behind.

I will miss ushering you people to sit down at the parade sq.
I will miss walking down the aisle every morn to make sure you've settled down.
I will even miss going to blogs and seeing the '2H!' under your profiles, and reading posts that basically talk about the same things that happen during lessons.
I will miss the jokes that KarWee and gang make about scrotums and Valent's magnanimity.
I will miss WeiBin and his pomegranate waterbottle(!).
I will miss exchanging knowing glances with the girls cluttered at the back of the class.
I will miss dozing off and fighting to keep my eyelids open during (boring) lessons.
I will miss having GuanTing turn around to disturb/irritate/chat with me.
I will miss having John tap on my table or turning around from in front to ask for answers.
I will miss PeiYu's loud (and funny :D) laughter and her never-ending bicker with LiWen and Elaine.
I will miss PeiLing's humorous character.
I will miss JiaMin's blushes when we (fill in the blank).
I will miss turning around and seeing April's retarded smile, that never failed to make me laugh.
I will miss YuKai and his clique, their cockiness, but unwavering co-operation and enthusiasm when the situation calls for it.
I will miss the guys' jokes that always liven up the lessons and have us cracking up.
I will miss having the teachers say 'Good morning 2H' and 'Thank you 2H'.
I will miss going to the LT, sports hall, science labs, ITRs, MPH etc. with you guys.

I will miss you guys, I will miss you guys, I will miss you guys.

We embraced the beginning of secondary school education with open arms together. We stepped into CCHY with rusty brains and eager minds in 2007. We grew from innocent young kids to mischievous and rule-breaking students. We used to hide in the toilet cubicles to make phone calls; now we walk past the general office taking pictures.

I remembered telling my P6 form teacher in an email last year, that even though school was stressful and my teachers were not very nice, I love my class, and they make me look forward to school. She said it's good.

No, it's not good.

It's fantabulous, fantastic, awe-inspiring, brilliant, outstanding, wonderful; the best thing ever.

We're scattered across different classes come next year. Inevitably, we'll grow apart from one another, to make new friends and embrace new challenges. But still, our roots are attached to 2H08. We'll grow away, but never pull away. Like kites. Whenever we're tired to soaring in the sky, we can always head back to our home, to enjoy the comforts of 2H08.

Some things change, while some never will. We'll have different classes next year. We'll change, physically and mentally, in time to come. But we're still 2H08. The one and only 2H08 in CCHY Singapore. Ever.

It's depressing to look at the class lists and realise that my good friends are all in different classes. Eunice in 3G. April, PeiYu, WeiBin, GuanTing, SenHou and John in 3F. KarWee, LJH and JiaMin in 3E. Valent in 3D. No more handing in the same homework, no more working on projects together, no more heading for lectures and assembly together, no more cheering for the same class.

We've grown and changed. From naive thirteens to adventurous fourteens.

But we'll still be together before school, after school, during recess and over the weekends during outings right?

RIGHT?

Like WenLiu mentioned, it's very touching to see how you guys try to make it for the class chalet. Take RuiYang for example. He has bball matches and training, but he rushes to school in the mornings and back again in the evenings. People who couldn't make it on the first day joined us on the second day. Somehow I miss unit 2312 (right??). It's like, our home for close to three days.

Whichever class you got into, whichever combination you're offered, work hard and do well. Like it or not, it's gonna stick with you for two years, and perhaps the rest of your lives. Don't give up on yourselves just because you didn't get into your desired classes. Work hard and prove yourselves that you are able to perform better than your expectations. Some of us are feeling regretful now. True, it's too late. But make a pact with yourself that you will not allow such a thing to happen again.

We'll still be striving for the same big O.

We'll still be looking at the same bright future, although we'll be taking different paths. Someday, we'll meet at the crossroads again. And there, we'll witness how we all changed, but there's just that familar something hidden behind the flawless face.

Two H you know what? ILY<3

Emily.




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