Graduation

"I'm not drunk yet..."

- Goh Galvyn, 2007


Well. So here it is. Closure of yet another chapter in the story of my life. Ah. JC. The singly most hateful period of my 18 years of life, the period through which I have been through so much, grown so much, and yet still know so little, for there is still a world out there for me to explore, and I don't know if I ever will get the chance to do so.


For so long I have waited for this day to come, and my freedom will be secured in 42 more days. Before I give my soul to the Army. But first, JC. When I first came I didn't know what to expect. My friend Shawn went there for the first 3 months. When we returned to school, he raved about it like some insane prophet. The fun! The slackness! The awesome teachers! The hot girls! -coughs- Sorry, something in my throat. Ahem. Anyways, so we and our friends, we thought, hey, cool, let's go to MJ. And so it was. Except for 1 hitch. Well, 4 actually. Out of the 6 of us, 1 scored too well, off to AJ. One scored too low, went to TP. The other 2 went to Poly. And that's it. I remember thinking my situation was ironically like the anti-crime poster back then. "Where have all my brothers gone?" Indeed. Where have they gone? We have hardly contacted each other except occassionally, once a few months now.


When I first came, Orientation was fun. It was totally fantastic. I will give it that. It was great, but it also masked the true horrors that were to be. I spent my first six months copying homework, slacking, and generally fooling about. We weren't aware what we were getting into. Life seemed good, I was happy. I had a reason to come to school. Then around June, I scored really badly for mid years. And then something happened. Something that horribly dragged me into a whirling cesspool of misery and emoness and depression that I took months to snap out of. It was bad.


I tried to get back during the end of years, but managed only minor improvement. I still hadn't really recovered. I got advanced. I also felt I didn't really fit into this class. At first we were all ok, but then as time went by, people gravitated towards their own groups and poof, mismatched. When I stopped lying to myself, I realised only one thing. If I could hang on long enough, I could get out of this hell, and that I also regretted ever coming.


Around October, we started Mugalomaniac, and I met taky, xiwen, and val, and life started to take on a brighter side. I studied, but still got slightly better for Block tests, and totally screwed up for mid years. It was Mugalo that kept me sane, or else I'd have been totally stressed. In fact, I'm probably already partially nuts. Everyday, I couldn't wait for each day to end. Before long, the week was over, the weekends faster. Psychologically, I made time pass so fast I couldn't believe it. Then, it was so close to end. It seemed like yesterday when I set the countdown on my nick and saw 80 days to the 'A's. 80. And it's going to be over soon.


The Plastic Muggers and the posts over at Mugalo, the readers that love my comics, the thousands of readers that visit us are what sustain me now. They make me enjoy life just a little bit more. That and my good friends. JC may have been the most reviled period of my life yet, but I'm glad I met some of the greatest people. Thank you, ben, tak, xiwen, val, M.A.G.E., Danson, Sunny, Galvyn. You all have been great friends and helped make this journey a little easier for me. Some of you guys may not be mentioned, but I am thankful to have met you guys too. These are the people I can think of off the top of my head. How much I can write about you doesn't really indicate how much you guys have been awesome, it's what I can think of right now.
Ben, for your lame humor, when at first I felt I couldn't really fit in, I'm glad I could hang out with you. Lol.


Tak, who is another great friend, thanks for everything, and I hope your foot gets better. And Big Brother stops reading your blogs. =D


XW, who is in love with my bag also, the innocent girl who has been traumatised by Ben lol.


Val, newest Mugalomaniac, and a very violent one. =P


M.A.G.E., who is my bag's girlfriend.


Sunny, a great guy. =D


Danson, someone whom I can relate to intellectually (I mean that as a compliment lol), and can also turn into a very juvenile 18 year old who likes to poke me.


Galvyn, the Lieutanant General, the 江湖英雄(jiang1 hu2 ying2 xiong2/Mountain Lake Hero(I THINK. My Chinese SUCKS.)), the quirkiest guy in the class, the future opposition leader, and a thoroughly interesting character. Stay crazy. Never forget:
“Here's to the crazy ones, the misfits, the rebels, the troublemakers, the round pegs in the square holes... the ones who see things differently... because the ones who are crazy enough to think that they can change the world, are the ones who do.”



Namaste.


All the best to you guys,
-=[K]=-
10/10/2007