Blog about CO (2, and final) and other things
I actually expected this entry to be written earlier, but I was too caught up with other things to write.
Yesterday was CO qing gong yan. The juniors chose Botanic Gardens, a supposedly romantic place. When I found the exact venue and entered it with feeling guilty coz of my late arrival, I thought I arrived at a gambling den. It was almost hard to walk in and find a place to put my bag, because people playing bridge almost filled the entire floor space. Was quite bored for a moment coz everyone seemed rather absorbed in their games... but luckily Jaime, Chris and Qi Quan arrived shortly after (they were even more late than I was!) to occupy me with changing into and going around boasting about our new Guanyue Tee.
As usual we had a lot of fun talking to each other. Esp during dinner (prata!) when Jaime, Juliana, Shiao Hong, Yi Tyan, Yong Jie and I were trying to speculate what would happen in the seventh book of Harry Potter while carefully avoiding accidental spillage of spoilers which we had heard from elsewhere. Then Zheng You came by and started stringing up stories with the words on our shirts. What Wen Qi wrote on her xyz ppt was very apt indeed. Sometimes we're just stupid.
The ppt slideshow this year wasn't half as emotion-stirring as last year's, probably because almost everyone was shrieking with laughter at random pictures (eg. Jun Zhi emulating the merlion) this time. I was tired by the time I finished watching (and laughing), quite void of any emotion actually. Shouhao then started talking. He said "this is HCCO". And suddenly all the emotions for HCCO came back to me. Haha. yeah. HCCO. A bunch of people who happily do all sorts of stupid things together. We worked hard together too, of course, but at the end of the day it's the happiness, not the hardship or the difficulties we overcome, that we would remember.
It's quite different from NYCO actually. NYCO's happiness was hard-earned. HCCO's is a pure miraculous bliss.
And the letters I've received! They're better than any other form of gifts. :-)
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I've just finished reading the Deathly Hallows. It's quite amazing how I could get so absorbed in it. Like, I resumed reading after lunch today (after a few papagraphs last night and today morning) and looked up from the book again only when it's already time for dinner. (Wouldn't it be extraordinary if I could manage that kind of stamina for school notes? >.<)
I was quite emo after I read it. Perhaps coz people died, or had been gravely misunderstood. Perhaps coz when everything cleared up at the end of the book, it also signalled the departure of us readers from the lives of these ficticious characters whose growth and progress in life we had so keenly observed and cared about. Or vice versa. There won't be another book we'd await and would make us spellbound again.