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time to wote.
Saturday, May 7, 2011

Success is just a matter of attitude.

something that Siglapians would find familiar with. Everyday I would make my way to school, the same route, just five minutes before the bell would ring. Go thru the gate, and join my prefect friends to do duty for latecomers (ironically). That would be the routine. my very own routine. I would sometimes try my luck in walking with eyes closed even. haha but that, i'm sure u wont really believe me. I was close at achieving home... but the corners were quite sharp and the corridors were quite narrow.

well, i sort of miss it. even with its ever notorious nature. Siglap has its way to get to u. or me. heh

Walking into the porch just now, i met a few familiar faces. Tauhid, who was one of whom i went for that india trip with, was duty as a police officer. haha. It was polling day today and rightly so, i was going to go back to my alma mater. walking in was quite funny. with pictures-posters of students posing, it was as though they were taken from facebook. only diff was, they were focused on the Siglap crest. heh
walked pass the general office. apparently the HOD room turned into the staff room. the staircase to level two was marked out by red and white tape. to guide voters into the canteen. so I went in did the thing, and went off on my way.
Walking out, i had a good look on the parade square. it was remarkably small i dunno why. maybe i'm all grown up? haha i dunno.

should have brought my camera though. would have snapped up some shots. just for memory's sake...

All I can say is, i wouldnt be here, where I am, after what ive been through, without being a siglapian. good or bad, i still cannot say. but alhamdulilah, i'm still here. surrounded by some very good friends.

well, hey, btw. its been some long months eyh.

peace be uponz u.
be safe.

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