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time flies man. it flies like a speeding rocket, past your furry little ass and before you know it, its somewhere over the horizon and you look at it go until you're facing its back and it twinkles so brightly like one of the stars in the starry dark sky.
i took bus 167 home from orchard today, but it was really a refurbished 603. 603 was the bus i took home everyday from acs primary when i was primary 5 and 6. it was this transisland bus painted rotten lemmon with three orange stripes. it had the sliding doors, like big french windows, except that the windows were really small. the floor was brown with those dots like on non-slip mats, the seats chocolate brown and the buzzer would go "peeeehhhhhhhh" when you wanted to alight. it had those semi-circular waste bins for your tickets, painted in the most boring shade of grey. everything was the same as 6, 7 years ago, except for the ez-link card readers.
by sunday only three of my classmates will be in singapore. the rest have gone on holiday or gone home. went out with shawal, keith ong song, joy and tze keong (hope i spelt his name properly) today. bunch of nyds people, heh. i can't believe how shy and timid i was back then, but shawal, chris and a few others were the few nice ones that bothered talking to me. oh man, those were the days! sec 2/3, what did i know about the world and any of its problems? still one month more to ns but kept on talking about it tonight. justin went yesterday, xiangwei tommorow and keith on saturday. i'm getting pretty scared leh. i have been so busy with miscellaneous shit that i haven't bothered to exercise at all. in primary six, i thought, there's a damn long time to go. in sec four, still got a while, i'll probably mature and grow physically and mentally in jc. in j1, i thought, by next year, sure can. one month to go, and i must admit i'm pretty jumpy. but after it all ends, i'll probably be talking about how great it was and how relaxing it was and stuff. to my future girlfriend, if i find you during my ns time, let me first apologise if our conversations are dominated by how shitty ns is and how sian i am.
i took bus 167 home from orchard today, but it was really a refurbished 603. 603 was the bus i took home everyday from acs primary when i was primary 5 and 6. it was this transisland bus painted rotten lemmon with three orange stripes. it had the sliding doors, like big french windows, except that the windows were really small. the floor was brown with those dots like on non-slip mats, the seats chocolate brown and the buzzer would go "peeeehhhhhhhh" when you wanted to alight. it had those semi-circular waste bins for your tickets, painted in the most boring shade of grey. everything was the same as 6, 7 years ago, except for the ez-link card readers.
by sunday only three of my classmates will be in singapore. the rest have gone on holiday or gone home. went out with shawal, keith ong song, joy and tze keong (hope i spelt his name properly) today. bunch of nyds people, heh. i can't believe how shy and timid i was back then, but shawal, chris and a few others were the few nice ones that bothered talking to me. oh man, those were the days! sec 2/3, what did i know about the world and any of its problems? still one month more to ns but kept on talking about it tonight. justin went yesterday, xiangwei tommorow and keith on saturday. i'm getting pretty scared leh. i have been so busy with miscellaneous shit that i haven't bothered to exercise at all. in primary six, i thought, there's a damn long time to go. in sec four, still got a while, i'll probably mature and grow physically and mentally in jc. in j1, i thought, by next year, sure can. one month to go, and i must admit i'm pretty jumpy. but after it all ends, i'll probably be talking about how great it was and how relaxing it was and stuff. to my future girlfriend, if i find you during my ns time, let me first apologise if our conversations are dominated by how shitty ns is and how sian i am.