There were 38 lumps of dough-
small, round and soft,
similar yet different,
but all from the same pack of flour.

Some funky some quiet,
some gifted some blur,
some active some sedentary,
yet, they looked the same.

then came the baker,
one by one he shaped.
the hands were warm and patient,
but wrinkled and rough.

off they were sent to oven,
neatly spaced,
all happy and ready,
at 350 Degree Celsius.

it was hot
but they endured,
grew and changed.
Less like dough more like bread

Brown and fresh,
packed and displayed.
More by one were taken,
lesser by one were left.

cuddling, they thought:
if I predicted this,
I rather we be charred and left alone
but together.

38/random

YOU ARE CURRENTLY LISTENING TO
some emo songs

38/us

sherilyn yishi huimin jolin chicken yi shuen sihui shibin kitleng masu jinhwee jolene shiang ming jingmin clare jiamin shirui wenqin yining georgina eileen junkai chang lok bingyang yicheng yisheng chunyin yinghin weishuen
XIAOJUN! AND SHERMAN!
jeromy stefan kahhow kokleong derek kenyan ziyi

38/legacy

03.2006 04.2006 05.2006 06.2006 08.2006 09.2006 10.2006 11.2006 12.2006 02.2007 06.2007 07.2007 08.2007 09.2007 10.2007 11.2007 12.2007 01.2008 03.2008 04.2008 05.2008 07.2008 08.2008 10.2008 11.2008 05.2009

7:37 AM

crude, i annihialated my blog last year.



Act 1 scene 2: The setting



In a place called RV where trees bloom and badminton players dwell. The humble abode of those who claim to be the top 8% of the Singapore cohort.

cool calm and surreal. A picturesque panorama of where sacred assemblys are said to be held every mondays, tuedays, and fridays(except public holidays) no-rain or shine.

Life starts at 7.30 in a container for those who pursue great aspirations. Singapore, a multi-racial community, but for this group, a multi-personalitied one.

Act1 scene2: The Days So Missed & Treasured

Billing: Billing: You sure do eat fast Mr. Kiil. Billing is an enthusiast to the point of foolishness
Kiil: Eating don't get you anywhere boy, tell my daughter i went home.


And when we are all through being at the mercy of this sinful remote do we fathom that all this time lamenting the fluctuations in temperatures did we realise it it this cold that truely binds us.(what nonsense).



Shi Bin in the background, utterly bored by such UN-MANLY chit-chat

Act1 scene 3: Who We Are Is What We Should Know & For You To Find Out




Teo Kok Leong, always the "shy" one



Quiet and unassuming, the silent killer. Ying Hin's quite artistic too.(if you get the pun)


老大is an unsung hero too

As we go on, we remember, we will still be kahhow & 小胖 forever....


Act 2 scene1: What Good Do We See In Each Other Without Farewell?


愿我学子，勿忘勿忘， 老师们的金玉良言，苦口婆心的劝导。
And when we had so unwittingly disappointed these teachers time and again, let 4C pay a tribute to them not with our honeyed-words but with out O lvl certs.

The last time we sat together as a class as RV4C'07 students.(from a #27's point of view).


Act3 scene1: There's Just No End To This

As we try to preserve whatever remnants of what will soon be the past of each other. 随着时间流逝的友谊，永远值得怀念。（chinese from me OMG)


As we go on to achieve much,

we will remember how we started off as aspiring students,

to take on heavy responsibilities,


and to become, leaders of tomorrow.


This is where it starts


But it doesn't end here.



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Aww shucks this took me 2 hrs of my morning. That's all folks, like An Enemy Of The People, there's no true ending. All the best for O lvls everyone. If we all work hard we can still write another novel with the same cast.

#27
4C'07