A Late Night Reflection on Moribus Modestus

From the TKGS Reflections Log (yes, I'm using it), weekly reflections' limited space:

Being sec 4s is a truly weird (but right) sensation. Suddenly, we were the biggest, loudest, meanest, and let's not forget, sexiest (in more ways than one), students (maybe even people) in da school. (Ruling at the topmost level- though I hate climbing 4 stories everyday.) Even though I found it highly lame for Mdm Hospital to say that the 小豆豆s (little beans) from the class next door (1/8?) look up to us 大姐姐s (big sisters) as examples of the school, I have to admit, it's true. (After all, she was the one teaching for 10++ years.)

When I was in sec 1, I was indeed v. astonished to find TKGians sooo so loud and confident during their cheers. I was thrilled! I totally wanted to be like that. Especially when we met the head and vice-head prefects. I particularly admired Jane for her confidence, etc. She seemed to fit the TKGS Spirit's* bill perfectly. The prefects (I could tell from the orientation) were all funny and good-natured (most of 'em) and I wanted to be one of them. Alas, after months of probation, it wasn't meant to be. I even *hated* them at one point- I think I can recall Jane talking about prefects being 'ostracised'- but I knew it (decision of not accepting me) was with good reason. (Their bad for not wanting me =P. Ya'll know i'm awesome)

Being caught up in the TKGS life was like being on a never-ending rollercoaster ride- full of ups and downs. The best parts were meeting my best friends, 'bonding' with the class (whether collecting $$ as treasurer, having a class party, having hardship/fun in OBS, or finally, leading a class) and of course, the teachers. I find it hard to believe that the teachers are willing to open their hearts to new pupils over and over again -memorising their names- and then bidding them gdbye @ the end of sec 4. I am so gonna hug Mrs Indicator, Ms Horny, Mdm Eyebrows, Mrs Knickers, Mrs L, Mdm Hospital, Mrs Sing idol, Mr Guppy(?)/Twitch(?), everybody(!) at the Farewell. Even Mr Turn-off-the-fans (FM in sec 2 and Mr Girl-shhh!-girl (how can we ever forget)!

Thinking about it (the sec 4 farewell) now makes the sentimental-git-in-me wanna well up. I wonder if I'd be filled with regrets (O*ahem!*levels) by that time, or perfectly content to just cry my heart out. (Prettily in my prom dress, of course.) =D

-Lizzie, 1/7, 2/7, 3/7, 4/7

Que Sara, Sara...


*A determined, confident and accomplished young woman, striving (to excel, surging) valiantly forward, building on the past to meet the challenges of the future.

(bracketed part is the words I've missed) I swear I'd have it memorised by the end of the year! =P