Goodbye Springside!

Gotta rattle on about a few things before I forget.

Today was supposedly, my last day at Springside. Deja vu, this scenario, but it doesn't affect me half as much as my 'last day at North' did. Well I'm back to North on tuesday, and though I'm not looking foward to the convoluted 93/74 route there, I am certainly craving for uncle's bachor mee and strawberry milk ice! ^^

Went for a secondary 401 class gathering yesterday- it's been 9 years since anyone bothered to organise one! Twas surreal. More than half the class of 42 girls turned up (well done Karen!!), most of which I hadn't seen in... 9 years! Freaky thing was that everyone looked the SAME. No one grew fatter or thinner, taller or shorter, quieter or noisier. The loudest girl was still the loudest girl, the corny ones still corny, the sweet ones still sweet. And though the time spent together yesterday was short, I could catch glimpses of each individual's peculiarity, or you may call them nuances, as evident now as they were in our school days. Amazing! We are at our core, what we are, and we don't change very much even as time goes by. It was a totally lovely time of reminiscing (I didn't hear no bitching, mind you, and this is a class of girls!), lining up in class register number order (??), figuring out who was married and on the way and not. Only one of us is married, 3 engaged, and the rest... nowhere near. Ugghhh, and we're all a quarter of a century old! It must the rg culture that makes us... er.. lots. :)