Here's what i still remember about AHS and my lovely sec sch days. Hope it rings a bell to AHSians (not in a particular order, just listing down as my mind flows)
Outdoor bags are a must have. Converse canvass. Alpha numeric pagers. Stairs. Stairs. Stairs. Long centre parting hair (armarni at a later stage) with long sharp comb kiapped between JPG wallet in back pocket. Announcements in Chinese. Chalk boards. Chalk handprints left by cher on my table. Wed assemblys abt God, in Chinese. Never hand in homework or "forgot to bring" (thats me). Copy homework early in the morning (thats me too). Copy in C.Lit tests(me again, together with many more). Bball along the corridor on 4th floor. Ball falls 4 storey down, kena confiscated. 3210 hanphones. wsk changing handphones like clothes. HCL tests everyweek, get below 40/50 and kena condemned. Playing stupid games. Playing
Now, there's no more more sports class, no more old block. What used to be our new block becomes the old block. Our new sch hall becomes the old school hall, our old school hall was renovated to become the old new school hall. Confusing. Most of the teachers have left, no longer good in sports, seems more like a neighbourhood school now. Miss the old AHS.
1 comment:
fried rice
stupid family role playing, father, mother, son, mistress, bla bla bla
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