come back to me.

No I'm still on WordPress.

It's just that all the memories of the two beautiful years I had in NJ were written here.

I just read Siyang's blog. Everything's coming back, and like what Hweezy wrote, 1st November is coming up so soon.

How the heck did one year pass so fast?

I don't think a lot of people will see this, and if you ever do, I assume you are a oneder. After all, 'human moments' were witnessed by my oneders.

I remember table one with Joel, Xinyi and Mizuki.

I remember Mizuki having black carrot cake on an orange plate from The Big Wok on the first day of school. I called her Jonina back then. I asked for a short form, she said Nina. It's mizuki now.

It's three years now.

Gosh no. Why is time passing so freaking fast? Why is it that one year is passed, and I feel like I have done no shit?

I remember that my first table before assigning seats was with Hweezy, Jo and Jia.

I remember my first time having lunch with the oneders at the canteen extension, when Moni was talking a lot.

I was thinking back then, how is an introvert going to fit in? I hate NJ, I hate my class.

They proved me wrong. They proved every freaking thing I thought about them wrong. They showed me how to love, through their own actions, not words like so many other people.

I remember meeting Xinyi and Wang for the first time, when Wang pounced on me outside the library, asking how the Chinese paper was. I freaked out.

I remember having a hell lot of crushes in JH1.

I remember running after Praveen to get my phone after my love confession.

They read everything by the way. But they are family after all. :)

I remember sitting with Jinwen, Megan and Ek Hoe. One of the best tables, ever.

I remember mistaking demon for rongxuan, and xuanru.

I remember meeting demon for the first time at the oasis, where she asked me about my family.

My favourite people in the world, it's been three years. Thank you for loving me so much, so unconditionally. Oh, I may not show that I remember these things, but gosh, I don't forget all these little things.

I remember making demon angry, when I sat with Wang and Siyang. We swapped all the pens in her pencil case.

We apologized after that haha.

I remember sitting with Siyang and Chonghui - The Three Musketeers.

I sang with Chonghui all the time. Thanks for making 2013 so fun girl <3

I wonder if anyone will see this. If you do, I want to tell you one thing.

You are worth it, you are so loved, don't you dare forget that.

I remember FBT, bitch******.

I remember Mamy Poko Pants and Chikaladingdong.

I remember sharing with each other in that circle and we ended up crying.

I remember that during the Captain's Ball game, we were so emotional because we didn't know who was supposed to win.

I remember Netball in JH1 when I cried after the game.

Yes, the ball whacked my chin. But that was only a minor reason. I couldn't take loss at that time.

Confession time now.

Thank you, my beautiful people, for teaching me that winning isn't everything.

I remember Angie Chen trying to steal my campbell soup after my accident in JH1.

Actually not just angie. Most people, honestly.

I remember Xinyi having the honour of taking my first photo on my S2.

I have all your selfies by the way. They are very precious to me. I bluetoothed all of them to my s3.

I remember GAP, when Hweezy Jo Lua Kush performed here comes the sun and let it be.

I remember wang jia moni angie performing to SNSD.

I remember my busker's performance, when I crossed-dressed in a swimsuit to earn my A+.

I remember chonghui gwen rx hy performing MJ.

I remember the guys doing NSYNC.

I remember all of us struggling to remember the songs we were gonna be tested on. That educated my music taste.

Mizuki and Wang sang 21 guns during guitar lessons.

There was schokoriegel - me, meg and aden.

Then hweezy, kush, demon did Taylor Swift teardrops on my guitar.

I remember songwriting.

"even if you tear your wedding dress."

I remember watching all of you fall asleep in class. Even demon.

I remember the times we broke down.

I remember the bawling on 1st november last year. It broke my heart.

I remember the little speeches. Best Song Ever. We got stuck on Louis' line.

Freaking painful.

I remember Aristal, when we rooted for our beautiful dancers.

I remember boarding, trying to eat dinner together as a class.

I remember Mr Lee's CCE lessons.

I remember chan shi yun.

I remember all of us practicing our speeches except for demon.

And yes she wowed us.

Twice.

One, alone. Two, merchant of venice.

I remember all of us failing our compre.

I remember the physics stuff when my group made good predictions. (proud physics kid haha)

I remember myself being sucky at frisbee.

I remember Ian breaking the plate in IS practical.

I remember chromatography but not understanding what the hell it was about.

I remember when hweezy got stitches and all of us panicked.

I remember bobby.

I remember krispy kreme donuts on 1st november and island creamery once in a while.

I remember how our looks changed, depending on the botanic garden pictures.

Yes, wang had very nice spectacles.

I remember the class tracking blaire's progress from innocence to ahem ahem.

I remember richard dickson.

And wrecking ball.

I need to spit all this out now, can't stop this, or I can't sleep tonight for shit.

I remember art lessons with Ms Amy, clio ding and Ms Yeh.

I remember how bad I was.

I remember being insulted all of you lovely people.

Well, my voice has improved.

And I still want to go on billboard.

I remember pissing Mr Chew and Mr Chua off.

I remember how we struggled with fallacies.

I remember how we started to curse more often, especially in JH2.

Even more now.

I remember insulting all of your ECs. You can insult mine too.

My taste really isn't very good.

But THQ's taste is good.

I remember all the times Megan baked for us.

I remember demon stealing food from everyone.

I remember megan turning from saliva conscious to another demon.

I remember blaire remaining saliva conscious.

I remember how the ducks kind of attacked us at botans.

I remember how we were caught for poker cards.

I remember Sharon's friends.

I remember our CIP.

HO HO HO.

I remember praveen writing essays in our books.

I remember malaysia trip, when we were separated.

Stupid planners.

Sorry for insulting.

But nonetheless, it was fun.

I remember being unable to eat the spicy food.

I remember having to pee oh-so often, with wang.

I remember all of you.

I remember how all of you saw me in my vulnerable moments.

I remember that you are the best listeners, best advisors and the best people to exhibit what love means.

I remember your faces.

I remember your voices.

I remember the way you walk, the way you laugh.

I remember all of your hairstyles and shoes.

I remember your handwriting. I would recognize it anywhere.

I remember all your insecurities, just like how you know mine.

I remember how it does not matter at all.

I remember everything you taught me.

I remember onederland.