The Time Before
Which school are you from?
Interested parties should hit that link above, it's really quite interesting though can be inaccurate at times. I got diagnosed as an ACS boy, which is so untrue (no offense to ACSians), because I'm Josephian through every vein in my body, but it's still an intriguing quiz nonetheless.
This brings another thought to my head. How we ignorant boys used to be against each other from different independent schools, and the kind of "feuds" and traditional rivalry that was rampant in all our educational institutions.
I never forget the atmosphere at the National Track and Field meets, or at the National Badminton Finals, where often all the prominent independent male schools are present. Toa Payoh Sports Hall is always rocked with the massive numerical support from ACS(I) and ACS(B), with RI and SJI support represented in small fashion. When ACS(I or B) wins a game against the other ACS, RI and SJI students both jeer at the announcement of the result. When RI wins a game, both ACS schools jeer at the unfavorable result. No offense to anyone from any school, but that was the case as I best remember it.
But one step into JC and everything changed. No more rivalry, in fact some of my closest JC friends came from "rival" secondary schools, and I've never regretted that one bit. I guess that comes from a certain sense of maturity, and overlooking the childish bits of our past. How we can end up mixing with people we had previously jeered at. And no better can this be represented than in the army, where team cohesion is essential to survival, to everything. Not that I like the army, though.
On a better note, I would just like to dedicate a little bit to my special someone
Thanks dear, for trying too. I do appreciate it, every little sniggling bit of it. To me, love is best when it is felt through the heart, through the soul, overflowing with pleasant emotions. Thank you, for loving me.
Interested parties should hit that link above, it's really quite interesting though can be inaccurate at times. I got diagnosed as an ACS boy, which is so untrue (no offense to ACSians), because I'm Josephian through every vein in my body, but it's still an intriguing quiz nonetheless.
This brings another thought to my head. How we ignorant boys used to be against each other from different independent schools, and the kind of "feuds" and traditional rivalry that was rampant in all our educational institutions.
I never forget the atmosphere at the National Track and Field meets, or at the National Badminton Finals, where often all the prominent independent male schools are present. Toa Payoh Sports Hall is always rocked with the massive numerical support from ACS(I) and ACS(B), with RI and SJI support represented in small fashion. When ACS(I or B) wins a game against the other ACS, RI and SJI students both jeer at the announcement of the result. When RI wins a game, both ACS schools jeer at the unfavorable result. No offense to anyone from any school, but that was the case as I best remember it.
But one step into JC and everything changed. No more rivalry, in fact some of my closest JC friends came from "rival" secondary schools, and I've never regretted that one bit. I guess that comes from a certain sense of maturity, and overlooking the childish bits of our past. How we can end up mixing with people we had previously jeered at. And no better can this be represented than in the army, where team cohesion is essential to survival, to everything. Not that I like the army, though.
On a better note, I would just like to dedicate a little bit to my special someone
That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no I've said too much
I haven't said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try
Thanks dear, for trying too. I do appreciate it, every little sniggling bit of it. To me, love is best when it is felt through the heart, through the soul, overflowing with pleasant emotions. Thank you, for loving me.
