During this very moment in 2011, I guess I was paranoid, busy worrying about how am I going to fit myself in 4S3 with all these strangers. One, just one person's name that seemed familiar in the 4s3 class list 2011. Sadly, she's no longer an ehstrian since the 2nd week of school. I'm FOREVER ALONE. Let's see... the first friend I made in 4S3 was Bryan Yap Ju Min. Can't really remember of how we recognize each other but I'm pretty sure we blinked our innocent eyes (though their no longer innocent now) whenever we made an eye-contact. Soon, we started to talk and befriend each other. :) Damn, he's evil. But I didn't regret knowing him. HAH
And so, I started to blend into distinct situation and get quite well along with my classmates. Somehow, a 4S3 group was founded in facebook,well in real life too, with the few of us flooding the chatbox all the time. In order to not to spam the all-time-silent chatbox, we created a small group, formerly named EPC to share our thoughts. Gladly, most of us are those active facebookers so the chatbox never get deserted like Ehstrian Gone Wild does. And the wall is always filled with epic posts, or somehow DIRTY. rm120? rm150? rm170? LOLOLOL and yaoi yuri all those kind of stuff which eventually contaminated my pure angelic mind. ( Honestly, I don't know how but their knowledge is x100000 greater than mine, probably still wondering where do they learn all those stuffs. )
Hmm Pangkor Class Trip eh..was the most joyful and memoriable one. Those precious memories, euphoria ( yes! VSOP) came across my mind frequently. I guess its hinting me about how lucky I am to able to meet these wildcats. Oh and...nyehehehe I couldn't resist myself from mentioning it so..gomenasai. Someone apparently made an indirect confession to someone in the game 'truth or dare'. Poof! They are couple now! And this leads me to my next topic. I'm not sure whether is it worth to be remembered since EPC separated into 2 with a problem originating from myself. The cold war happened for 2weeks. And the day the 'thunder' finally struck me for the first time in my life. Not only me, all the innocent ones were electrocuted. The tears rushing out from our eyes may be vapourised, but the memory stays. Wounds heal, scars don't. Not that I want to be pessimistic, but I just couldn't.
Whatelse eh...yeah! Not to forget the currently abandoned badminton gang. Seriously miss the moment we play Guardian & Angel. Sending each other epic letters, and mine with message in the form of lyrics. Both of my angel and master reciprocated to me with funny lyrics too. Meet up in hotels, put each other aeroplanes, sad, break up and more with those ridiculous impossibilities. Damn..my master was being harsh on me, criticized me and even roughly recognize me, causing me to be afraid of replying her letter -_- no, im not coward. I'm just being smart enough not to leave anymore hints in my letter. Who else? My epic angel was truely EPIC. I can't believe its her. If you're reading this... TELL ME WHO THE HELL WROTE THAT LETTER. Damn it!
I guess, just guess I'm done with this post. 2011 was the most thrilling + fascinating year. Too much dramas and fantasies! You better not disappoint me 2012, its my last high school year, make it a paradise! :D
