Trust.

I love friends. They're like amaranths. And I love amaranths.

Side Note.

You're immature.

Shit happens.

Grow the hell up.

For June.

I hate writing farewell posts. They make me sad.

And so we bid, or rather just bade farewell to yet another dear friend, June.

I'll be honest, though June and I were in the same class in Form 1, we never really talked much. Heck, we were pretty much hi-bye friends. And throughout Form 2 and Form 3 we barely talked AT ALL.

But then, *TOTALLY EXPECTED DRUM ROLL*, in Form 4, we both joined Interact and that all changed, for the better, I think. HAHAH!

I found June to be one of THE MOST, undeniably, inexplicably, annoyingly, superfluously INSULTING people EVER. =D

Haha I'm kidding. =) June's one of the nicest, most sincere people I've ever met. She's never failed to be there for anyone in need, and is ever generous with encouragements.

But seriously though, June's one of the people who I've had to rely on throughout Form 4 and Form 5, not just during Interact. And the funny thing is, she never shies away whenever I have any problems whatsoever.

Oh ya, she's a FREAKIN amazing singer. But I shall not dwell on that so as to prevent her head from exploding =P

The June I wrongly presumed to be reticent and shy turned out to be ONE CRAZY INSULTING PERSON! Hahaha especially in the presence of Giselle, Esther, Anisha, Dhivya, Peggy, sadly even Madam Hayati. And of course, what insulting session would be complete without the victim?!

What sucks is that the victim, was, more than often, yours truly.

BUT STILL, I will miss June, along with her disparaging and snide remarks and sharp, stabbing leers, FOR we must accept people along with all their flaws and imperfections, and learn to embrace the bigger picture, that is, June.

HAHAHAHHA! I think you readers can now understand just WHY I get all the insults that I do. Because I ask for it. =D

I will miss you, June. =D

All the best and don't forget to miss us while we're here missing you.

Zyang.

ps. no pictures because blogger is being STUPID.

Happy New Year!

And yet another year has passed, a great one at that. A year full of nerding and unnecessary, although admittedly entertaining drama. A year for the bitchy, the unscrupulous and the obtuse to show their true colours. Yet it also proved to be a year for bridging new friendships, rekindling old ones, making new acquaintances. Yes, I doubt any of us will forget the year we were 17, for the memories we take with us are of unimaginable value, and the lessons we have so painfully learned will prove to be so very useful in our presumably EXTREMELY scandalous and convoluted college years ahead.

I'll miss you, all of you who aren't attending HELP. Those in Taylor's, MCKL and what not. And especially those who have decided to further their studies overseas, in Australia, the UK and even freakin' Germany!

So readers, have a blessed new year and may the economy recover in a graceful and prompt fashion. May restaurants lower their prices so our college expenditure may reach figures which do not depict obscenity. May we all be cautious, careful and safe, and not indulge ourselves in evils and capricious, shameful acts. May we keep our loved ones close, and to cherish them in a clean, merry milieu.

Omg, I'm gonna be eighteen. I don't wanna grow up.

Zyang.