Don't Be Too Far Away.

I suppose that now, a large majority of Form 5s are eagerly waiting to spread their wings and take off and "fly". They await college life with bated breath and with untold anxiety, but only to have their anxiety subdued by the dreaded SPM.

I'm not exactly one of those people. Yes, I'm looking forward to a new environment and to be honest I'm quite eager to get my first taste of college. But yet, I'm going to miss WMS really sorely. Its students, its teachers and staff, its half-assed facilities (some lah), and the memories that I now hope I will be able to remember. I guess getting some of the memories down onto this blog will serve as a memoir of some sort, something to jog my memory in later years so I never forget.

Hopefully, this will help you to do the same, dear reader.

This second open letter goes out to those who have left Wesley prematurely, but still will always be a part of this WMS Alumni of '10. (Buy the hoodie! =) )

Yes, you terminated your education at WMS prematurely, be it midway or ALMOST AT THE END; Yes, some of you left without even a word of goodbye; Yes, some of you left us, your friends, here in WMS. But believe you me when we say we've never blamed you or chided you for leaving.

Juin, Rae, Kharenee, NyeeKen, Prthiv, and others who "graduated early", I suppose you find your new school/college to be better or of better standards than WMS, and I sincerely hope you do. Because if you don't, MAN that must suck!

I guess I would like to recount some memorable events that I've shared with these people, since I'm not as likely to see them as often as the rest of you.

To Ah Mah,

Never will I, and hopefully nor you, forget the freaking crazy stupid asshole times we've shared. The manila card whacking, the sudden outbursts of weird-ed emotions, the NERDING of sejarah under the class tree, the cynical insults and of course the gossiping. =)

Thanks for lending an ear (your left one) whenever I had problems and complaints. Thanks for all the gossip! Haha! Be it in class or over the phone (IN THE CA....). HAHAHAHH! I shan't finish that. =P Thanks for keeping my secrets and YOU can thank me for keeping yours. =) Haven't talked to you in a while. We'll get down to that after SPM =)

You may now go stand in the rain and get struck by lightning. HAHA! I still can't forget that INSIDE JOKE. XD I'm so witty! Haha!

I'm slowly realizing how gay I'm sounding, so I'm going to keep these short!

To Rae,

It's a pity that I only got to know you in Form 3, the year before you left for Melbourne. We be science lab buds yo! Haha and for all the annoying things I've said or done to you, I don't feel apologetic at all. Really. I'm so glad I was as annoying as possible to you. I AM better than you at Maths. Period. Then, now and forever. Muahhahahahhahah!

Omg, this is annoying. It has served its purpose well! =D HAHAHAH EAT THAT RAE!

To Kharenee,

Now this is going to be heartfelt.

Dear BP of mine, I know I said that I would NEVER let us drift apart though you've left WMS, but yeah. I never made good on that promise. You said it was inevitable, and I stubbornly refused to believe that. And yeah, it sucks to be proven wrong, especially about something like this.

I wanna thank you, again, as I will do again and again over the course of many years, for being there for me.

I seriously don't know how you could just listen to me rant and rant and rant and complain about pretty much the same thing almost every single day. Haha I remember the times when we used to chat on MSN til the wee hours of the morning, and then go to school the next day. EYEBAGS. But they were worth it. Correction, they ARE worth it. I STILL have eyebags. =D

Thank you for all the advice, encouragement, and the occasional slap in the face that you've given me over the years. You were really someone I could lean on, someone I could tell anything to. And yes I told you absolutely everything. And I need to tell you something RIGHT NOW. But not here. HEHE. Too public =P We is be talking soon! =)

To NyeGen,

I loves you. Sorry for the wedgies ;) All in good fun eh? I doubt you read my blog, or any blog for that matter. So NYEH I keepeth this short.

To Prthiv,

South Park buddy! Haha I'll be seeing you an awful lot next year, if all goes to plan =) Still no band name yet I suppose? Man, 1M was fun =P If not for the Keith. But truth be told, being prejudiced against Keith kinda brought the whole class together eh? Haha how horrible we are. Still remember the good times with the ACC! Haha! You, me and Gabriel. And we got called to the office for that. Gee. Talk about uptight eh? One of the best drummers I know, one of the best friends I know. See you soon bro =)

YEEEE... THAT WAS GAY. Hahahaha it feels weird writing these open letters when you're not emo anymore. haha! I'm actually quite hyper at the moment, not to mention very hungry. Downstairs to the kitchen I go!

Ciao readers. Take care and happy studying.

Zyang.

Reminiscing Already, Zhi-Yang?

This is going to seem extremely early for most of you, but I miss Wesley.

Call this post premature, weird, unZyang-like, stupid, emo, what be you. But it really just hit me today. I'm gonna miss Wesley so much.

Yes, I complain about the stupid shit that we memorize and regurgitate out when we're told to do so. Yes, we all know that fact all too well.

Yes, there are some people in Wesley who I just can't stand, but really, there are gonna be people just like that everywhere you go. And well, I guess I should thank them for ensuring my high school life was never short on drama and heightened rage.

Yes, I complain about how incompetent certain members of staff may be, but they will always have this place in my brain. Embedded deep, though associated with complacency, but embedded deep nonetheless. I want to remember every small detail, the retarded, the bad, the cocky, and the great.

Let this be the first of a series of open letters to all those I hold dear.

To all friends, close and mere acquaintances,

Thank you for all the great times we've had. All the mischief (baseball/squash/Kevin-chasing/getting-chased-by-Kevin/just Kevin/camwhoring/unprovoked crying/constant teasing/GOSSIPING/drama/laughs/laughs/and more laughs/NERDING/forced shutdowns of computers/endless rounds of catching/POST EXAMS!/bitter rivalry/sweet rivalry/homework copying/Anti-Keith Organization-ing!/just plain, "honest", "clean" fun). And bullying New. hahahah! For the record, I love the guy. I just kacau him because it's too fun to resist.

Thank you for everything. For the support we've unconditionally provided each other, the consoling and lending of shoulders. The laughs and jeers, the jokes and insults. We all know we don't mean what we say, but say it anyway just for the heck of it. I love being a guy. Haha!

The trips and camps, where lots of stupid shit happens (in which I sometimes regret not being involved), where endless shitloads of fun happens. I'm gonna miss school camps and trips so much. All the freaking crazy and stupid bus rides, the crazier hotel rooms/dorms. All the nutty activities and (yes this is horribly cliche and there's a reason why it's cliche) team spirit! *Brrrrrr!*

The canteen, a place of food and merriment! Oh yes, much merriment. The one-two-juice-ing, jokes and insults that fly so naturally. The stealing of food, as well as the contamination of it, which the use of certain... fluids. Haha! The stupid dares we've forced upon each other, throughout breaks and lunches. I love the canteen! Sadly, I've had to miss out on some of the merriment, a year's worth of it to be exact.

But I found a different kind of merriment while absent from the chaos of the canteen. Yes, I'm a Prefect, a.k.a. a student's worst enemy, Public Enemies numbers 1 through 30. But through adversity and constant jeering and defamation, I found a very different kind of bond that bloomed from all that bullshit. Yes, it is not without its fair share of politics and mudslinging, of which I've been a victim, once upon a time, but it really opened my eyes to so many different things and to so many different people. Yes, much like an extremely dysfunctional family, but a family nonetheless.

Yup, I'm gonna miss being a Prefect. But there are two things I'm gonna miss more.

Being an Interactor, and being a Wesleyan.

Zyang.

Oh, And One More Thing.

You're not always right.

Neither am I nor any of us, for that matter. But at least we admit to that fact. Thanks to you, reader, for this invaluable input which I forgot to mention!

Zyang.

The Wild Ride.

We're all growing up.

We'll all soon have to face the fact that important decisions have to be made. There'll be no room for all that "follow your heart" nonsense. Sooner or later, we're all going to realize that the decisions we make are going to affect others, one way or another. Gone, will be the days where we made decisions with total regard to our whims and fancies, our wants and desires.

Reality is dawning upon us.

It's time to wake up, people.

Especially you.

Let's face facts; in the real world, nobody is going to give a shit about the brands you wear, nor your self-proclaimed "status". You'll only go as far as your people skills take you. Take a few steps back and realize how you treat others, and how the others are finally responding. Stop rotting in your denial, saying that people look up to you. That's disgusting.

I have no idea what to do anymore, so I give up.

Happy now?

On a lighter note, I'm more confused then ever. (I know, not very light for a lighter note, is it?)

For some reason, I'm actually looking forward to you retaliating to this post. I'm curious as to how you'd defend yourself. And to all readers, let's not be surprised when I'm sabotaged in some "mysterious" way.

Good luck to the rest of you for SPM! =)

Be nice.

Zyang.