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[02 Mar 2007|10:24pm] |
amidst the maddening tangle of bodies i was looking for you, because today i was finally ready (or so i decided as i walked through the familiar gate). i miss school and more than anything else i miss you, i would've loved so much just to see you again and say hello, and not being able to do that was the most disappointing thing today.
i'm just glad that my dad's almost-daily 11pm trips to the school and my mum's crazy belief in me, no matter what, paid off. i also hope i didn't leave any teachers with bad memories and that i wasn't a waste of time/effort/resources during my two years in the school, because sometimes i really think i was a shitty student. and well, like everyone remotely religious, i'm extremely thankful to God (for divine intervention, for getting me through the dreadful period i was in just before the exams, and basically just keeping me alive). i can say with certainty that without God i wouldn't have done well at all.
and jiv, thank you for everything--
for keeping me sane, for playing footy with me in pitch darkness at 9pm (and telling me not to wave back at the dark silhouette perched atop a crane, priyaaaa, he's a bangladeshi worker quick look away! let's run away!) , for waiting for me while i ran around the track in the dark, for being there whenever i needed someone to talk to (and cry to!), for the countless rp sessions, for letting me get to know your fabulous classmates, for letting me gush about new music and forcing you to listen, for accompanying me to the vending machine every hour, for the countless mad schemes, for telling me things would be ok, for the most amazing, most mind-altering conversations ever, EVER, EVER, for being one of the few who seemed to understand, for feeding kittens with me, for letting me force you into doing the hssrp with me, for putting up with my binge-eating and my whining and all my quirks... and for those lovely nights which i will probably never forget, and which gave me my best memories in rjc. i'm so scared we'll drift apart. i still remember the first time we talked at the start of sec 3-- we didn't start talking for a while, until i saw your tiny sex pistols badge and was curious. (jiv, if you do happen to read this: hooray, you got the longest paragraph!)
(i've made the previous entry friends-only; i decided to add my grades, &etc)
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