so maybe my hiatus has just been ditched into hell, along with mugging and grades.
today + yesterday were our last proper lessons as a class; and I didn't realise exactly how united we were until today. assembly block/cleanup seems rather inappropriate for class bonding but we were efficient and finished early (: the very last time we could actually act like a class, without the weird floating feeling of post-exams or the stress of eoys. one twelve last year was distinctly different from twileven, partly because in our class, everyone can talk to everybody else. I'd miss the feeling of high-ness, and general noise, especially in mrs yap's lessons (: the hot muggy air in the afternoons when the windows are open, and everyone sleeping during geog. our last history lesson with mr mizar, and him crapping on about fairytales in german o.O and how he got involved with fights. (eh such a role model) xD the different characteristics of each term three/four group. <3 kang, calyn, jiemin, qing and ANG! well after cleanup we sat and stoned for a bit, had a lousy untimely spotcheck and emotions started running high after we got back our spa results. (: one of our last times singing together in a class, doing funny insane stuff together, annoying the teachers with our incessant chatter and whatnot. then some people started crying, and hugging, and everything else. <3 two eleven muchly (: floating and fighting, like a kite on the string; until this cut through my tether and changed everything. took for granted that nothing would change, but everything is - i'll treasure the past and the present.