i wish i was in school now
i really do
i miss the hype
and the lessons
and my friends
gawd i'm missing my group of friends so damn much
i heard about Chloe
and i just wish i could run across the road and hug her
sweetie, if you see this
smile for me okay?
i can hear the defence in Pris' words
and the charge she's taken into getting everyone to collect notes for different subjects on my behalf
i can hear the need to know pushed aside in Karishma's voice
thank you,
thank you ever so much
because i've never had friends like this and just thinking about you guys tears me up inside
i love you guys so much,
all five of you and i am so touched by your concern and knowledge of this utter unfairness
and i half wish that this didn't affect you as badly as it did
but thank you for being with me through this
i love you guys so much
as for all the questions the rest of you probably have ready to ask,
don't ask
and don't believe everything you hear
because facts get twisted
personal opinions get pulled in
and the real story gets messed up
the real story will of course,
only be heard by a few people
don't go trying to find out about it,
because that's unfair on them
be content with not knowing anything
although this goes against Singapore rules
i don't need to explain
and you don't need to know if it doesn't involve you
i know that rumours will slip out
and i know how ruined my reputation is and will be
as twisted facts get even more twisted
so i'm telling you, as a favour
don't believe everything you hear
because unless it came directly from me or my close group of friends,
it's probably not true
then again,
you can choose to believe what you hear and then say that my story is simply a cover up excuse
if that is what you think
and if it is what you want to think
then i have nothing to say
i cannot possibly announce and declare my side of the story
not that i would even bother to
facts will be facts
and i will tell you,
whoever you hear this warped story about
would most definitely have altered the facts in some way or other
that doesnt mean that you seek out the people who know and pester them for details
leave gossip alone
what you should know,
you will eventually know
thank you, to my dearest friends of 3c1
and i can't wait for our marvellous luncheon tomorrow(:
i love you oodles and oodles
hang in there for me,
and believe me
that's all i need
i suppose it's safe to say that yes, stuff has been going on with school
everything that's happened has affected me like crazy
and mummy and i are dealing with it
my biggest mistake,
was falling back in love with the school
because you see, if i didn't,
then i wouldnt have put in so much effort
and i wouldnt have gotten hurt like this
it's like this relationship you know?
you have this rough patch and you break up
then we got back together
i fell in love with school again
i fell harder
and more in love than i did back in sec 1
for seven weeks,
i came to school on time
i have finished and handed in every single piece of homework that has been given to us
graded or non graded i have put my best in
and even though i had promised myself to lay low and keep out of extra commitments,
i found myself involved in cheerleading and SYF
i was looking for teachers to help me with work so that i'd improve!
it was perfect, everything
and so i fell in love
and i was so in love
that i failed to remember an important lesson,
and that is,
when they say you've got a clean slate to start afresh,
they're lying through their teeth
because you're watched like a hawk
Like vultures in a desert, they circle you
waiting for you to trip and fall
wait for you to be too weak to get up immediately
and then they move in
and of course,
if you're not told off for little things,
it's because they're waiting
waiting for everything to pile up
so that there's more to feast on
More to feast on and enjoy.
yes,
my folly was falling in love with the school
"does what you've done show that you love the school?"
was what he asked
and i was smiling through my tears
yes,
i think what i've done has shown how much i love the school
when i can get paid to act but instead choose to spend time in SYF to push us to a Gold,
it's not for me,
it's for my school
and yes,
believe it or not,
i love the school and i love saying where i'm from
i think my first big mistake came when i agreed to write my class song.
i told you didn't i?
i put it up on my blog
i said,
this is a mistake,
because within hours of taking up the job,
i had completed the song
and i knew,
that my heart was falling all over again
and it did
i bought the new syllabus books
even though i had been so against it,
and i was studying
studying so hard
i was even paying attention in math
i passed my math test,
did you know that?
does it mean anything?
i went for PE,
every single lesson,
doing everything she asked.
on tuesday, my group had to organize a game for the whole class
we did an amazing race round the school
and the pe teacher loved it.
does that mean anything?
to you it mightn't
but to those who know how often i've feigned various illnesses to sit out during PE
this is a change
a change i willingly made
you might say that all this benefitted me
but i will now shamefully, yes shamefully admit
that as much as i had intended it to be for my own good
i was doing it because i wanted to be in this school
to have this school proud of me
because for some warped crazy reason
since i came in when i was thirteen,
i've always wanted to hear the principal say my name, and say
that i have done my school proud
but no matter what i've done,
representing the school at ACSI,
acting in Skins,
nothing.
zilch.
it hasn't been recognized
So what if SM Goh shook my hand and said my school should be proud of me?
what good does that do?
the acknowledgment i got, was in my cca certificate.
so what if i won first prize for public speaking competition in my level
i wasnt asked to represent the school, and thus did not "bring glory" to the school
so what if i used to stay back til 6pm every single day in sec1 to sweep the floor, empty the dustbin
and line the rusty cupboards with plastic so that my classmates' books wouldn't get dirty?
so what?
so what?
what has that done for me?
nothing!
that was why i fell out of love with school after a while
but then
this year,
within these seven weeks,
they seem so short now,
i fell in love again
i thought miracles could happen
obviously i was dreaming
you never wanted me back did you?
never really gave me a second chance like you said you would.
i got a chance alright,
a chance to prove you right
that i can't do it
that i cant cope being in a rigid society
and must, simply must, find a more relaxed place to accomadate my "unique" and different response to studying
you want to be proven right?
i'll let you have everything you want
will it make you happy?
because i know i'm still terribly in love with you
even now
that's why this hurts
and that's why,
although i'm annoyed,
im not angry,
i'm hurt.
that is why
it's funny when you find yourself
looking from the outside
i'm standing here,
but all i want
is to be over there
why did i let myself believe
miracles could happen
cos now i have to pretend
that i don't really care
i thought you were my fairytale
a dream when i'm not sleeping
a wish upon a star that's coming true
and everybody else could tell
that i confused my feelings with the truth
when there was me and you
i swore I knew the melody
That I heard you singing
And when you smiled You made me feel
Like I could sing along
But then you went and changed the words
Now my heart is empty
I'm only left with used-to-be's
and Once upon a song
Now I know you're not a fairytale
And dreams were meant for sleeping
And wishes on a star Just don't come true
Cause now even I tell That I confused my feelings with the truth
Cause I liked the view
When there was me and you
I can't believe that
I could be so blind
It's like you were floating
While I was falling
And I didn't mind
Cause I liked the view
Thought you felt it too
When there was me and you
yea, i didn't mind falling for you
and i thought you felt it too.
i thought you noticed my change and my effort
but obviously, it was all a figment of my imagination.
a figment,
of my imagination