I miss secondary school times...
starting off with the food..
the western food stall that doesn't really sell western stuff, like fried rice and beehoon and expensive chicken chop...
the new stall which sells homecooked food and the one time tried to overdose my charsiew rice with so much sauce...
the malay chicken rice stall which was never the best nor worst, with mashed potatoes which they served on the plates like boobs lol.. and the nugget craze they began by illegally selling them..
then the lakes stall which I hardly ate the dimsum..
and beside it, the most renowned oil chicken rice stall, which even the change the aunt gave was oily... good taste, no queue, but always the risk of dying earlier my friends and I used to joke, along with "aunty, Jia you" literally meaning add oil...
then the new mix rice stall with the really suan qian owners.. not one of my favorites..
at the end of the line is the 2nd drink stall which I never went to anymore after sec 1 I kept on buying the jelly joy..
lastly the drink stall, which more reminds me of the snacks they sell like garlic bread biscuits, corntos, tiger biscuits, and ovaltine...

can't believe it's all over.. when it was the time I was in the classroom on the chair thinking when will all this be over..
some people I miss.. some I certainly don't.. and others I don't give a fuck..
I wished I invested more time into my cca and sports.. then again there was no soccer club and the basketball was for cca-less people...

I miss the dnt fun the class used to have.. slacking since it was the last lesson of the day, smashing the hammer on the metal block to make mining sounds.. the lessons which were enjoyable, with only 5 students who took O level during sec 4, and then during sec 5 we had 3 hours free time every week..
I still remember the "fun" physics class where the most important thing is to not listen to the teacher and just focus on the ten year series.. one day this answer, the next day she gives another..
the sad English classes where my class had like 7 different teachers.. and the last teacher to teach us was half a joke.. from explaining a comprehension passage in detail that we go from English class to the discovery channel and national geographic..
then there's pe, where if not basketball or soccer it's usually damn sian.. in my final year remembered our teacher handed us the napfa score sheets to ask us to "check" and "correct" anything wrong.. I think most of us got the gold award that year..
chemistry I just miss the not much nonsense teacher.. she remembered the periodic table and the mass and electron number or each element.. wished I payed more attention during her class.. probably the thing that made me regret my o level results the most..
humanities were awesome, social studies, the class drilled until solid, all thanks to the super teacher we had.. geography was a little less than very good, teacher went away on maternal leave halfway, with a weird guy taking over.. nonetheless I still appreciate what they taught and I learnt..
Chinese sucked all the way. only during sec 1 or 2? did I really feel I could do it since I was having tuition.. and the leaver teacher in sec 4, and the worst thing to happen is to get a former clb teacher teach during sec 5, which was like a statement of abandonment to us..
mathematics, e or a, I just so miss the numbers, calculating, formula and even the simple counting... though i felt really outcasted for the last year since I was the only person in the class not taking the paper.. the class, which was taken by our form and co-form teacher was fun, but sad I didn't get to enjoy it fully.. I don't think I'll ever see my sec 4 teacher who I just want to thank her for teacher me since it's partly down to her for my grade..

I miss the rainy mornings or wet floor which are the best, heading straight to class, not having to give a fuck when they play the national anthem or pledge..
I loved the time when it was the so called study break where school went on, but it wasn't compulsory.. the day I came just so happened to be a day I got called up to receive an award.. which my teacher was also surprised to see me.. pretty scary though, my hair was quite long and shirt wasn't properly tucked in..
almost everyday, recess would be chiong food and get to counseling room to slack.. then sometimes not open we would sit outside till the prefects come chase us go to assemble.. which I don't see any point since we go back to class after assembly so might as well not have it..
after school it's usually whitesands or central, everyday see the same stuff also don't care.. just relaxing or eating a late lunch at 3pm.
I gave up my cca after 2.5 years, sadly wished I didn't do so, it could have turned out differently, I never really felt it was worth it there most of the times.. and the times I went there was no reason to be there..

that's was only like 1 year out of 5 I described which was most of the time very fun, but never so appreciated until graduation.. there's this motivational thing as well.. pretty temporary stuff as after weeks it went back to normal.. there was the follow up which I skipped..
also pretty much liked it when I was chairperson for a year.. started out so silly when I volunteered to be vice.. heart was racing like mad when I raised my hand to say I wanted it.. and thanks to a stupid chairperson at that time the teacher said to "swap" and I went WTF NO. but it turned out alright.. for the first few weeks had to give up on food during recess since I had to stay behind to lock the door to the classroom.. during morning had to sit infront no matter how early or late I arrived.. then after anthem and singsong or announcements would go draw key and the dairy from the office.. I wished kept the badge for memories.. thought I gladly gave up my position when someone asked..

I miss those times.. but that was then and now is now.
it's never how long you live, but what you do during the time you live.