HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANTHEA (DOROTHY) CHUA! <3 You're much loved by Duckpigs, and S33! :D Look forward to your lovely present later in school today!
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I went for the farewell party absolutely confident that I will not end up in tears, but left otherwise. It's kind of strange how affairs of the heart works, although I have to admit that tears shed were not purely due to emotional attachments to the council. As the title of the post suggests, it was really some kind of catharsis, leaving me rather drained thereafter.
The day started off quite badly. I have this strange habit of listening to the horoscope every morning, and for some weird reason I was feeling rather irritated by the fact that today was a "three-star day" - one of those not here not there kind of day. And then halfway through the journey to school, it started pouring really heavily. It was nice watching the rain fall, and I was totally daydreaming when there was this loud thud on my left and turns out that we just go into a car crash.
Didn't help much that the other driver was some bitchy woman who kept trying to push the blame to us, and my dad being the calmer and zen one just took down the car plate number and drove off.
Things picked up from there, other than the trivial bouts of insecurities I've been experiencing lately. Chem practical was particularly uplifting - the colourful chemicals brightened up my mood, like the rainbow-coloured Paddle Pop ice cream did!
And then I started feeling sick and my mood went down again. On a side note, I think my immune system is on strike, especially since I have been falling sick so often nowadays. :(
Pseudo-studying after school with wuyue and jove was lots of fun though, we ended up talking about eye (guy) candies and blog shops instead. I did manage to do my stats 2 tutorial, which will make mr lam very happy again! :D
And then it was the farewell party which was 1) creepy, 2) entertaining and 3) freaking emo. There were like slideshows with photos and affirmations, and somehow the nerds day photo with me and Darren appeared. >_>
The roses were nice, as were the scented tea-lights. The 25ths are so thoughtful, it makes me feel guilty not having done it for the 23rds.
The real creepy part was how everyone just suddenly went around hugging and crying and stuff, and it wasn't even investiture! Imagine how it would be like on the actual passing down day! Then stupid darren had to remind me that it's really our last year in VJ, and it forced me to think back on the extremely long four years I've spent here.
And OMG, I felt super emo. I really have such mixed emotions for VJ that I love it so much sometimes, and really hate it other times. It's a place I've met and lost many important people in my life, and experienced things I've never experienced before. But there are also many regrets I have which made me feel really melancholic. Which, I guess, kind of explains the tears.
Reached home and instantly felt super happy because there was a surprise letter from my penpal, and donuts waiting for me. :D
I really hate emotional see-saws.