| 2:27p |
Class of 1994
It's really surreal.. seeing all those familiar faces after so many years. I totally missed BT's long hair stage, and now he looks just like when we were in Sec 1, complete with his spects and same old hair, albeit taller, and considerably bulkier than his 1994 frame. Same applies to many others - I guess we all look the same. Hair's a little different, some a little plumber while some succeeded in their amazing diet plans.
I was really entertained by everyone's antics. BT's toilet paper and card tricks, his ball juggling; biru's balloon sculpturing (and then I realised almost everyone COULD do balloon sculpturing); RB's song composing and singing talents; YL's tian ci capability; and so on and so on. A mere couple of hours with the lower sec classmates left me very impressed with how much skills they acquired over the years, and how much life they've experienced.
Which left me wondering what did I do with all my years? Right. I got those As, moved on, got that cert which wasn't in the booklet presented during Convocation. And then? OK, I got into church, learnt those less than half bucket of theology. And then? OK, I temped around, been to many interviews, and meanwhile still trying to grab hold of a job offer. And then?
I didn't manage to learn a third lang (and of course not sign language too), a practical skill (ya my hairdressing lesson's in august, and i haven't registered), an artistic skill (no ceramics, no music, no animation) and all those things.
Looking back, I've always kept myself occupied, and I loved to think of it as constructively occupatied. But what have I done? What do I have to show? Gosh. I'm aghast. |