Ookay. Darren posted at last - was waiting for his response to this blog for quite some time already. Erm...before you get me wrong here. I am
not in for any form of rivalry btw the 2 schools...you know wad I mean.
Maybe I should stop being soooo ego (the kind of influence u get from my class) and talk abt the class. Today was fine. And in IH class we started to go into depth abt the founding of the settlement Singapura...abt Farquhar being fired by Stamford Raffles and stuff lyk that...John Crawfurd...blah blah blah. And then they talked about words with "Raffles" in it...and immediately, guess wad. My class started jeering out of e blue.
Then I suddenly remembered my friends in RI and RGS...just so far away from Bt. Timah. I heard from KK:) Cousin...that RI bears no grudge against our school. And I just feel this injustice in our school...Imean, why are we viewing things this way. (Although Darren quarrelled with Yee Hark I think. During the CNY Break on 23 Jan over wad is gd abt RI and HCI...so ego again. Sorry :D.
Although the mannerism my class displayed might be disapproved by friends from mixed schools lyk DHS (so envious. Should have got into that sch. Then you won't see only boys and boys only know how to talk abt stuff with titillation component (tryin not to sound sick :). U noe wad I mean, right Darren?)
Oya. And recently, Alex got commended for honesty on our schs message board...woof. Tot you would have kept the money. Gd done job Alex.
Ya. My point is really simple, after having typed so much crap. I luv crapping, esp on this kind of blog :D. When it comes to classmates, I just want you to know, esp my friends from RI, that I won't discriminate even if you were to say things lyk the sch uniform waste a lot of time to put on leh...got so many buttons wan. Then lose how? That sort of stuff.
If u find that I am getting sort of one-way (lyk the Math Studio's one-way glass in TNS), pls tell me. cos I'm worried that if i am ignorant to stuff lyk that, these things will accumulate and will be packed real tightly in a timebomb equipped with explosives, waiting to explode, and eventually, smash this egoistical one-way glass into smithereens.
Yihan
