esnKaren is 10 weeks pregnant! She's due in Feb07 and she'll be migrating to Aussie in mid-07 too. Lots of paperwork to get the migration done, she was telling me.
Karen and I have come a long way since we were in Sec 2. We were in the same class that year (Sec 2C) and we were kinda like the class jokers. She's a really funny person. We'd crack so many silly jokes in class and be absolutely lame and have so much fun!
Our friendship has lasted till today, even after being separated when I went to Sec 3-Science-2 and she went to Sec 3-Arts-1. We've never quite been in the same class or even school after that. She went to Nanyang JC and I went to AC. After Nanyang JC, she flew to Queensland to complete her degree and I did mine at NUS.
In those days, we did not have emails and handphones. Not even pagers (My first pager was when I was in year 2 or 3 in NUS) Karen and I kept in contact through SNAIL MAIL. We'd write long long letters to each other. When we were in college, she'd write to tell me all about the guy that she liked in school and etc. We didn't really talk on the phone much (only when it was like a crisis and she or I really needed advice fast) We maintained our letters all the way till she was in Queensland.
Once we started work, things slowed done alot. Handphones became and norm and we message each other to keep in touch now.
Some time back, when I was down and out and single, she called me up one day and said "Eh girl, let's go. We'll go out and have a good time." So we went to Liquid Room and had some wine. Chatted the whole night about everything. She updated about her broken relationship with some jerk and we shared about how we've crawled out of our misery and our exs were such jerks and how we were so blind to have spent that part of our lives with such jerks. We talked about our hopes and dreams, our aspirations, our families, our friends, etc. We had a good time.
Karen inspires me. She quit her advertising and marketing job to become a full-time yoga instructor. She even opened her own yoga school.
My good friend is going to have a baby. She's going to be in Australia from next year. I'm sure we'll be in touch....be it through email or snail mail.
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Rite. I was in AC too. Think u were in SA4. I am a malay girl from SA6. Finally saw your photos in this blog, u look familiar. You mentioning about migrating on National Day seems to strike a note here since the message this year is going global, staying connected. I'm following my husband too next year to migrate to Saudi Arabia (thus the reason of starting the blog). Whatever it is Huey, I know u value frienship and I do believe that it is the relationship we have with people is what makes up who we are (no matter what part of the world we may be and what kind of jobs we have). Anyways all the best to u. (me wondering where my MGS frens r now... May Ting, Hui Min and the rest...sigh)
Annoymous : What's your name? I'm not so smart lah...not from SA4.. I'm from SA8. :-) My class was one of the naughtiest and noisiest ones during lectures.. hehehe...
What subjects do you teach? I'm also curious about how you found my blog... nice to know that there are readers out there :-)
Your class was the noisiest? I thot SA9 was. My name is Hayaty
Subhan and since I'm a teacher, doesn't take much to figure out the e-mail address. Anyway, since when do we listen to lectures? I know I didn't! Until that Math teacher started giving those spring tests. Happen to skip lecture for the first spring test. Did not believe my friends that a test was conducted. Finally,give the excuse that i was in the toilet having diarrhoea! Your corny poem is real cute. I know the feeling. Sometimes when I was marking those horrible papers, I wish that they were right there beside me so that i can strangle them rite there n then. I am a primary school teacher so teach evrything.
Your class was the noisiest? I thot SA9 was. My name is Hayaty
Subhan and since I'm a teacher, doesn't take much to figure out the e-mail address. Anyway, since when do we listen to lectures? I know I didn't! Until that Math teacher started giving those spring tests. Happen to skip lecture for the first spring test. Did not believe my friends that a test was conducted. Finally,give the excuse that i was in the toilet having diarrhoea! Your corny poem is real cute. I know the feeling. Sometimes when I was marking those horrible papers, I wish that they were right there beside me so that i can strangle them rite there n then. I am a primary school teacher so teach evrything.
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