what singapore has taught me, and a tribute to all my friends in singapore

Its arnd 1.40 a.m (jakarta time) as i am writing this. 2 weeks has passed since the day i left my 2nd home country, Singapore. As i have much more free time than durin A lvl period, i spend more and more time for myself.

Thinking, reminiscing, regretting.

So much things are running in my mind. Mostly about how i have spent my last 4 years in singapore.

Such a waste...

Looking back, i regret a lot of things.

I regret myself, being a mugger during secondary school life, which i shld hav spent to socialize wif my classmates.

I regret myself, for not trying harder in my CCA, for not performing up to standard during the nationals, and for not doing a better job as a Training officer, which if only i did, zhen iang, shawn and me would have been holding a silver or even gold trophies, and do our school proud.

I regret myself for having such a bad english, and for not being able to speak chinese, as if i did, i shld be able to bond well with my classmates, being able to respond well and not being blur in any conversations with them, and forming a stronger bonds with my teammates, which i hardly spoken wif.

I regret myself for not being a more sociable person, as if i did, i would have made better friends, friends for life, friends that you will keep in touch wif, friends who will care for you as much as you care for them.

This is what singapore has taught me. time is a precious thing that will not come back as it passed by, like water flowing in the river.. dont waste it. every second counts.. dont take life for granted.

Then what about all the lessons that we have learnt during lectures? what about A level? what about O level? Its all completely pointless, if we think about it properly.

We WILL remember school life for other things, outside the academical stuff. you will remember your friends, for the time that you have spent together, when you laugh to ur heart content, cries to each other's shoulders when somebody is in despair, and the hardwork and sweat that you have poured in preparation of the national competition, when you play bridge together in the ARC range (Auntie, ZI, Ben, Shawn, nu er, i did enjoy our games tgther) or when Mr Chow scolded you together wif your teammates when he thought u werent commited enough for training ( I miss u VJC ARC).

you will remember the time when we skip lectures together, when you climb the school gates juz for the sake of playing Dota together (ZH, JS, Jer, i hope u remember), the time when your CT rep caught you for doing that, or when you play ping pong tgther like some kampung kids who have nothing better to do (JW, YJ, JS, u rmbr?), or when you learn guitar for the 1st time, and spend the whole night walking together across singapore river accompanied by your friends (you know who you are, snail...). in the next 10 years, you wont even give a shit about your story on how you study hard for A lvl and get your, say, 5 As and 2 Ds.

My last message to all of u idiots who even bother to read this boring blog until this very line....

Life meant so much more than simply studying, or working hard for your future for the sake of collecting as much money as u can, as in ur old times, it wont matter anymore. what matters is ur memory on how you enjoyed life, all the unforgettable experience that you have spent together with your friends, all the love from your family and ppl around you.

And to all of you who have read this blog, and who have given colours to my plain and dull life, i simply thank you.

And this, is the tribute i made for all of u.

sorry for what i wrote.. i am kinda in the mellow kind of mood.. u know.. 2 a.m, alone in my room, and cant sleep..

Till our path cross again.