i miss the mornings! where my head would be on moli's lap, and rennai would take care of my legs.
where the clock hit 7.05am(which meant that it was time to go for duty).
where i would head to the PB room and collect my analogics laptop, the red, yellow and orange file.
where i would flip through the red file to check the number of times the latecomers had appealed.
the yellow file which recorded the number of times each latecomer had been late.
the orange file which held the appeal letters.
working with ms kok and mrs tan.
getting scolded for no valid reason.
getting conflicting instructions.
delegating jobs to the juniors.
recalling the name, class of each latecomer.
remembering the number of occurences each time somebody came late.
making that write reflection forms.
rushing off for PE after assembly ended.
how we used to eat almond jelly after PE.
how we used to say wu yun mi bu.
how i used to think that if you were to faint in the toilet you wouldn't fall off the seat cos the entire cubicle is so small.
how we used to talk about lessons.
how gina used to sleep in class.
how vivien used to doodle on my papers.
how sarah used to speak to me in jap when it was obvious i had no clue what she was talking about.
how jayne had an affinity with the 136 bus.
i guess the special thing about PL is definitely God.
it's the spiritual connection that makes it all so much stronger.
the songs that we sang during assembly.
how everybody was so dead and only the people on stage were being so enthusiastic.
how morning devotions would sometimes leave thoughts that would linger throughout the entire day.
how every start of the event would begin with worship.
how every little thing would be covered in prayer.
and class cell.
but it all seems so distant now.
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