It has not felt that long. 

I wonder who's in my audience though. Prolly some choir peeps, some kaypohs from my form class, english class, and everybody else who hates me. Ha. 

I thought I would say something for the record about the SYF GwH, but I've already said what I needed to say to those who needed to hear what I had to say. 

But I must say I still feel very light-hearted whenever I think about the achievements of the choir, and when I say acheivement, I do not just mean the GwH. 

Hence, I must say for the record, that I'm once again, entirely bowled over by the dedication and passion of the choir seniors and commitee, and to those individuals who put in their 100% and more. 

Once again. You guys absolutely deserved the applause. 

Part 1.

English IS LIFE. Without language, there is no meaning. Without meaning, there is no life. 

English touches the soul of man. When used effectively, it stirs our emotions, it brings us to anger, to tears, to acts of heroism, to placed unvisited. It brings sight to the blind, and allows the deaf to hear. 

What will I do without English.

Part 2. 

My English class rocks. 2H is total pwnage. Who wouldn't like teaching a class that is exuberant and fun? I get great help from people in 2H - before lessons begin my laptop is always nicely set up by the AV crew, my English Representative is resonpsible and diligent, and the Class Representatives are enthusiastic and dedicated. 

I think it'll be a good year. 

So... what is ENGLISH to you?

"English is..."

The Hols have come and gone. And with it 2008 and being in the twenties, and ahem.. singlehood. 

Sharon and I had a really good time in the US. Eating, shopping, sight-seeing, playing family games with Bern and Melissa, seeing Troy and Oli again, missing a flight, shivering, sledging, skiing, chopping a Christmas tree, sleeping and eating.

Yes eating.

And I was for the first time exposed to certain interesting practices such as:

Being really clumsy sledging

Making Snow Angels

It looks cool but it's DAMN cold

American Obesity is not a product of over-production but entirely because of size of servings. 

But I will really miss my brother and sister-in-law. It is really not the same not being in the same country. I guess some things run deeper than we imagine. 

I thought the farewell party was a good one. Think the seniors enjoyed themselves and the games were ehhh... quite fun. Of course there could have been more time for saying goodbye and stuff but I guess emo stuff should be left privately. 

I think I will miss the choir seniors dearly. Mainly because I've seen them through secondary one to four. And for some very strange reason, I have taught some of them every year. Thank you Elissa, Jem, Van and Pam for the cards. They were really touching. I will try to find a better opportunity to say goodbye properly. 

I think farewells are dfficult to encapsulate because of the varied, complex, and at times contradictory emotions it generates. Such as being glad that people have 'come of age' and moving on to greater opportunities, and yet being sad that there is a parting. 

I guess the words of Tolkien best captures this contradiction. For "their hearts, wounded with sweet words, over-flowed, and their joy was like swords, and they passed in thought out to regions where pain and delight flow together and tears are the very wine of blessedness." 

And to the Sec three especially Cornelius: Well done! A lot of independence and self-reliance doing up this party. 

Note: Blogspot re-sizes the photos so you faces look wonderfully pixelated. Will pass the originals to Shijia.