Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Farewell..

Hi. Long time no post. And that being said, i think this will be my last post. like, ever. Maybe not. who knows.

Anyway, since school ended..............
Bleh. Lets not go there just yet.

Ever wondered why during sch time, people all want sch to end so they can have all the time they want and yet when it arrives, everyone doesnt seem happy at all? Hm. Such a mystery. Ok lah, not not happy, just, not happy ah.

How to say? Like, alah u know wad i mean lah, i hope. If not, go spam the tagboard. At least it will be alive again. Haha.

And as i mentioned before, any strain of humour comes only during times of great stress, like when were suppossed to be studying for CCTs, which just shows our misplaced sense of priority. Of course, who wouldnt want to post in this blog given the chance to study hard? Not me. I would love to do so. However, i have been, shamefully, neglecting this blog, and when i got back, i found it to be dead. Haiz. Cmon man. Shitty as it is, this blog now in a way represents a part of our lives. The teachers talk about it (who wouldnt?), so much so that the DHM (thats the deputy headmaster, for u nutheads who still think the school is only being governed by a plump guy called Bob.) knows about it and because of that, every of our actions are now being scrutinised.

Hah, nice one. at least we wont be in RI next year to witness it all :p. Then again, technically we will still be in RI. Just not the part which has "Mats are troublemakers" written all over it. Actually thats not so bad. But save some dignity man.

Ah, heres the real reason for the post. Its time, and i am so dam sad to say this, to say goodbye. Yealah, its not goodbye. We will still meet wad. Like summore we still in same school all. But it not the same. It just isnt. There will be girls abound. Im not particularly happy about this. I know its bad to be like, possesive or sth, but u guys are all i can depend all, no matter how unreliable u all can be sometimes, and the very rumour or thought that a number of us are going out with them minahs is quite frightening, like some kind of reunion, for those who get what i mean.

Like four years. Four short years. It all just flew by. Like the wind. Betol sia. I remember when i first went to RI, i was like nemain can slack, i still got four years. Now its, wtf why did i slack, i only had four years. Really, your perspective changes as time goes by.

In 2005, basically in sec 1, we were as far apart as i can imagine. The first mat i made frens with is Fuz, and that is a good indicator of how far apart we all were. Not saying ur bad lah, Fuz, its just ur now not one of our closer frens, except me of course. Ppl got along ot knowing the inevitable, and i really did not like the sec 4s at that time, well except Nazirul, hes the one u just have to respect.I though they were a bunch of concieted assholes. Seriously. Especially when they stripped Finch, cos i wasnt familiar with the whole stripping tradition we all have. I also did not like the sec 3s and 2s, seeing i thought they too were assholes. I thought they were too joke-y, and did not take life seriously enough. Basically, i was an alien. I knew muzzle only by word of mouth, i heard of Stittalicious because of stories i heard and i did not even recognize Forge, And Gred, thinking they were twins a they had faters of a same name. *Gasp! Unbelievable but true. The part about me knowing Fuz first is true, even if i did sit next to Muzzle in malay class and officially, i "knew" him first.

In sec 2, life was no different. I went around hating ppl. Not hating lah, i did not like them. Man i still remember the day the then little Khai entered the school. That sort of made me obliged to like our predecessor, but i eventually did grow to like them. I still remember the MCC camp. Anuar, a nuthead like the rest of us, kicked the ball high into the sky. It went up, up up, then came down. It was going to the second floor of the podium and we were all screaming as if it would help the ball not get stuck. WE all heaved a huge sigh of relief when the ball hit the railings, only for it to bounce up onto the third floor, which was basically out of bounds to anyone. We were speechless. The sheer stupidity of some of us and our luck. From then on i started seeing the humour in things and became more light hearted and accepting.

Sec 3 was the power year. In came the shit batch. Nah joking. Now that i reflect, i think the sec 1s in 2007 are very very similar to us. Sec s became more involved and it was the year of the birth of the Mat room. What was so special about that year was we finally got together. Come to think of it, i dont kow how, we just did. Finch, who before this never mixed with us, somehow came good. I think this can be attributed to the fact that 6of us, thats half, were put in the same class. And that fatefull class was the only class in histiry, i think, that has less chinese than non-chinese. amazing. We did crazy stuff, hung around uselessly and Fuckle, the master mind, came up with this blog. He also made some wonderful videos which u all can go check out in his earlier posts. Life rocked in sec 3.

Then this year. WE all dread having to leave this school eventually, so we did stuff to try to emulate last year and pretend that were not going away for good. It was memorable,this year. The sec 3s are starting to take theri rightful shape as, i dono. The sec 2s and being a little closer to one another, but still not close enough. The new batch of sec 1s, are without doubt the weirdest bunch of dudes i met. I dont want to tak about them, not cos i hate them, theyre actually quite likeable. I just dont want to predict what they will become. Let them cock up. See how they turn out to be. Then post about them.

Well as it is, i am starting to get disconnected with this blog, a sure indicator or weakening ties. or at least laziness. Still, it isnt a good sign. Time for the pesanan to our predecessors. To the sec 3s, u all have come of age. Lead the way as we have tried to an as have others before us. Now anak mak dah besar, so must set a good example to ur juniors. good in ur own interpretations. heheh. Rmb ah, dun be like us, always stay close, dun like, alah senang aje cakap. Bros before hoes. Stick up for one another, even syafiq. that poor kid had it tough. i wonder if his childhood will ever be the same again.

Then to the sec 2s, next year dah long pants seh. I can vaguely see where ur going, and i daresay u all will make a fine batch. Just keep ut that effort in trying to be close. U allare cool ppl, contrary to Fuckles belief, cos he didnt have enought time to know u better. Not saying i know u better, just from wad i see. If u all bedek me ah, fuck you.

And sec 1s, hope is not lost. being stupidly weird does not stop you from being a cool batch. However it does pose a huge obstacle like the ones we had in OBS, only u have to face a big fat oily fish somewhere along the way. So beware and always wash ur underwear.

Ah well, thats it i guess. Hope this will not be the last time i post. Cos later, its 5.10 pm and i need to go ntuc to buy food. Chiaoz.

Urs hopefully not for the last time,
Fing.

PS, yang ade gambar grad nite tu, post lah. even better if u can find our batch song.

Posted by Mat Raffles at 3:52 PM