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Here is a page, so common in many........... but to me, it's not just a page of pictures, rather, it's a page of memories.....
Memories, of friends who come and go........
Making new friends have always been a part of me ..... not juz in Primary school, not juz in Secondary School, not juz in Junior College, not juz in NS, and definately not juz in NUS. It is part and parcel of life, yet inevitable process of growing up. Friends .......... we fight, we make up ....... we argue, we apologize ...... we learn how to see things from their point of view ..... we learn to step into other people's shoes and try to walk around in it ..... it ain't easy ....... we learn from our mistakes ...... and others as well. We went through part of our lives together and, thus, we grow up..... not juz physically, but also mentally.
Swiss Cottage Secondary School Class 4C
I, too, have learned many things, not juz the basics of living.... but also the basics of living with others....... that we are not alone........ we are often in the company of one another........ whether we like it or not. Secondary school life has always been most rewarding to me, not because the rest are not....... but it is the most memorable..... I started active socialization. I knew new friends, and knew how and where to get new friends. I ran....... and I fell........ I started to realize that I not juz have to constantly make new friends ........ but also have to learn how to keep them.
Jurong Junior College Class 94S11
Junior College life ........ huh ......... life indeed. I had to get myself accustomed to an entirely new enviroment.......... new system ............ new people ............ and more importantly .......... new friends ....... friends who were of different backgrounds from different Secondary Schools .......... people who think differently from me.
Jurong Junior College Class 94S11
I began to see things differently ........... not juz making and keeping any friends ............ but true friends ............... people whom I can trust all my secrets with ................ people who can provide an ear to listen, a shoulder to lean on, and a heart to care ........
Jurong Junior College Class 94S11
But before that .............. I also realise that it's useless for me to speculate on whether they are true friends ........... I must first become a potential true friend myself also ............ Then will I deserve them ........
Jurong Junior College Chinese Orchestra Committe 94/95
As an ECA since Secondary School's days, Chinese Orchestra has been a fruitful place to learn ..................... not only to master the techniques of handling an instrument so full of 'history', but also to grow up with it ............... and it was the people whom I met in Chinese Orchestra that helped me mould my thoughts, my ideas and the way I am today.
Jurong Junior College Chinese Orchestra At Singapore Conference Hall
But alas ......... how sad .......... ever since I went into army ......... things changed ......... we left each other as how they were ........... contacts were minimum and even nonexistent. I stepped into another phase of life ............ the life of military. Sooooo disciplined, sooooo regimental ............. we learned to cooperate and coordinate with one another ........... not that we wanted to ....... but we have to. Even the slightest mistakes could not be tolerated ............... we were punished, we were praised ......... we were deprived, and we were rewarded ....... we acquired a different type of the knowlege ............ not academic wise ............ but the basic knowledge to defend our loved ones ........... and to do so ........ we have to protect our Country ......... our Nation .......... the place we call our HOME ...........
Jurong Junior College Chinese Orchestra In Singapore Conference Hall
Now ........ ORD liaoz ........ and into, yet, another new surrounding ....... the University ......... new friends ........ made and unmade .......... all depends on reality and circumstances ........... I learn to face the painful truth of how cruel society can be ........... that people lived not for others ....... not for so called 'friends' ....... but for themselves ....... they made friends ......... and friends they tends to unmade ........ yet, not that I can't find any friends at all ....... for I found a few rarities ........ people of characters ......... people whom I can still call friends .......... and friends to be ...........
------ � 1998 The Bing Gan