Hey all.i was thinking about how it began today and how far we've comed, and i penned down what went thru my head.this poem of mine is entitled 'Remember'.Enjoy and may the words encourage you for the Promos!cheers!
Remember
Remember the days when it all began,
this colourful journey of ours,
when Bryan said' I know we three Zhonghua S**** have been making trouble..',
and when we failed to cheer.
Remember the times we when thru thick and thin,
and ferried classmates across rafia strings
Remember the times we cried and asked,
'why is 29 like that?'
Remember the times after orientation, that our true spirit began to show
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This is 0629,its where I belong.
And this is where I'll always be,
As one class for as long.
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Remember we grew much faster after that,
We joked and laughed and play,
Remember we laughed at Tay Gan Ther,
his '7 point aura' with his many As.
Remember the first Chemistry test,
and didn't do nearly as well.
Remember we prided in our Band President,
and showed that we can too.
Remember our Council Nominee,
who didn't get much votes,
yet got in.(Thankfully)
Remember Sports Day,
when Chyekeong ran--BAREFOOTED!
and slipped, and lost his race!
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This is 0629,its where I belong,
And this is where I'll always be,
As one class for as long.
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I remember the midyears,
with its many Us,
I remember their comments vividly
As clear as they can be.
'A class of Misfits!' says Mr. Low,
'Jialat!' says Mr Heng.
Then Mrs Heng chided our lack of attitude,
and Pan Lao Shi for Ponning.
Yet there was something, that deep inside,
That they knew we COULD, and they knew we WOULD,
And we knew we could as well;
It was just a matter of time,
that our true Ability was to show.
Remember the praticals, that was full of laughter,
when CK broke his thermometer, and exclaimed with disbelief;
'Wah mine 17 degrees leh!'
And remember the birthdays,
Days of laughter,days of crap,
Bakkwa for Lionel, and cheesecake for Bryan,
Handphone vouchers, and cake on Kokwey's face.
Remember the time when we ponned kickboxing,
and felt that it was lame,
and the mass copying of Chem Tutorials,
On a Friday Common Break.
Yet there was something,deep inside,that we knew all the same,
the 29 spirit was to be seen, only time, shall bring it in.
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We may be of different frequencies, and our cliques may not be all the same,
but we will always be, 29 as can be.
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Now here we are, Promos at the door,
The end of a year is near, yet much is left unsaid.
We've made it pass rafia strings,
pass scoldings and bad attitudes,
and now we meet our final hurdle.
BUT I know this same SPIRIT,
that brought us through Rafia Strings,
WILL brings us pass the exams.
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This is 0629, its is where I belong
and this is where I KNOW I CAN
as one class, to the end.
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