Cleaning up my room, for like the first time in two years.

It's a damn pig sty of unused assessment books and yellowed notes. Brings back good times though. Back to a time when our notes, no matter how thick, used to come free of charge. The pile is as tall as my chest. Wtfug.

Instead of cleaning, I'm looking through my old notes and workbooks. :D

I found my Chemistry practical workbook. I feel damn sad, because Mdm Lim is an awesome teacher. She changed my attitude towards Chemistry. I used to get like 3s or 4s out of 15 for my practicals. Feeling particularly well-behaved one day, I decided to do one practical properly. I got a 10.5/15. What she wrote really made me feel bad.

You Liang, your work is very neat. Highly commendable. See! You can do it! Continue to strive okay? (:

SHE GAVE ME A FRICKIN (:

50 YEAR OLD TEACHERS DON'T GIVE YOU (:

I did better in Chemistry after that. Up to the O Levels, Mdm Lim allowed me to go back to school to see her everyday for consultation. I owe her my A1. Really. I'm going to get her a really big present for Teacher's Day.

And then there's Mrs Tan-Chin and Ms Vanessa Tan. (Y)

If there's anyone who can teach Humanities as well as they do, shoot me. I sleep in almost every other class except for theirs, because it's impossible to sleep in their class. Just too fun.

Since coming to JC, I've realised how expensive our notes are. Our SS and History notes are as thick as our JC ones. The only difference - our secondary school notes were free. I can't bear to throw them now. It's just guilt.

I did alot of stupid things. Mrs Tan-Chin said something that really touched me, in front of the whole damn class. ):

You Liang may be very mischievous on the outside, but he's really very good-natured.

NB, I still remember how to whole class went yayasuresure after she said it. I really don't know how my teachers put up with my antics, but now I've come to realize how much I love them.

I owe all of them big presents, except Mr Li. That dick still owes me my Twilight. Dick.