~JcZw

The depth of a friendship is very difficult to fanthom. But I'm pretty sure that I've got this one figured out. Today let me consider a few things.

O2 is now over. Apparently we got 2 new additions to our class although we don't know who. S15 is the elite of the elite when it comes to making people mad n enthu (n late for class). Admittedly it wasn't quite fun. But the SCs, CTs n House Comm members have less than half the time for orientation that there was in O1. So much of the fun parts have to be taken out and the serious things put in. O2 was never an accurate picture of VJ's actual culture. Its not like that in any other JC either. So don't fret about it, be you second-intaker in VJ or any other JC =) But it ended quite well. I'll elaborate about that later.

Most of the class if not all did not come for the programme today. Sadly I had first aid duty, so with my pink FA kit I was wandering around in the school compound. That I was feeling upset wasn't so much about being alone.... it was because I was given an opportunity to think of things. About how different they were.

During assembly I had to stand in front of the OSSIS row. You won't know how significant that means to me. True, we will be in contact, but its different.

I would have given a lot to hear the cheerful and maybe even hysterical snippets of conversation and laughter from Prap.

I would have given a lot to hear Dawn's cheerful "Hello!"

I would have given a lot to hear Lionel's aural rendition of the Phantom of the Opera.

I would have given a lot just to return to the pre-JAE OSSIS life.

I'd had nothing to do during the duty but to sit around. I had 2 hours to think about these things. And no one to share them with. Friends lost not only limit themselves to class. But squad mates from the St. John Squadron, friends from First Aid Club who would have given a lot to just be around to do the duty with me. Even friends from the little-known Fencing Club were not spared.

It was around lunch that I began to talk to the SCs manning the stations at the BBall court. I made a few new friends I guess.... Jia Hao (who was from NCC-Air and is obessessed with footdrill), Lay Queen from S22, Rachel (who sustained a broken arm due to an over enthusiastic cricket player during a dodgeball session). There were also two more others... but can't really remember their names. They are very friendly and very lame also.

After amazing race we went to the beach. There I found there were plenty of casualties. One had already been injured for over an hour when I reached. Dunno why they were waiting for me when there was already an FAider on the scene =/ One guy had nosebleed. The others all have cuts. Minor injuries but due to the sandy environment they were all very dirty and had to be thoroughly swabbed with antisepctic first.

I found it most irritating that even my own first aiders also pon-ned the thing. Like my FA kit has unlimited supplies.... bleah.

After that there was still no sign of the class coming back. I admit I was thinking of leaving myself. Sighz.... but then like, Dawn, Derek, Prap... they would give a lot to come back and do anything VJ related..... if I just left its like you're not taking the opportunity.

But the finale of the O2 was great. Everyone left the college and rendevoued at Suntec, at the fountain of wealth. Its an astounding sight to see hundreds of VJ people circling the fountain, running around in circles and generally acting crazy (uh-huh uh-huh).

And Dawn n Prap came by. Oh man, it was so great to see them again. Two days without them has seemed so long. Too long even.

And mass dance at the Fountain of Wealth was an experience like no other. Only managed whiney, tribal and I want you before suntec had to switch songs.... later managed la bamba as well... But it was a once-in-a-lifetime thing. Spray mingles with sweat and exhiliration as we pivoted through heels-toes, skidded across the glassy floor through assymtope, and spun through killer move. Every voice on all sides yelled out the prompting as every person gave their all in front of the bemused crowd at suntec. And watching hundreds of students doing the can-can at once all around the fountain, glowing in the light of the neon lamps is simply amazing. By the time we'd finished, everyone was soaked through with the mist flying from the fountain. The towers shook at the college population screamed their cheers. Feet ached as the students ran round the fountain and fought to keep their footing on the slippery floor. But we all had fun.

And the reunion of class members.... made me realise another thing. This was no ordinary friendship we could have cultivated in 05S15 in these three months. I'd always had worried that absence would cause us to tear apart. And I had always dreaded that, just as I had done when I left active service temporarily from St. John to take te Os.

But this friendship just grew stronger and the class just drew closer. I can't write as eloquently as my ChuaH counterpart can, especially at 12.41 am when I'm kinda incoherent. But I know that this is a class like no other that I've had before, when everyone is just so bonded. Where the friendship is just so strong. Where everyone cares for everyone else. I know just a few years back, the thought of losing classmates would have left a vacum where they had been. But now there is reassurance that we are and will still be connected even after seperation. I so so cannot describe the tears and yet the joy that was evident in today's meeting.

Seeing Prap and Dawn today was a tonic after the depression and loneliness which had been assailing my through the day. Abeit only for an evening, but we will always meet again. Although we are starting work, but yeah, its possible. When TJ and VJ are connected by 196 and 197, VJ and RJ are connected by 55.

Had a very late dinner and cake cutting.... haha... took photos again. Honestly I don't know what I look like without my specs, because I've never been able to see my face when I DO remove my specs... haha.... Then we pushed off home...

It was a fun day alright. Seeing everyone again was great and encouraging... they say "don't forget us". I won't. Not when I attend assembly in the morning. Not when I watch the sun rise through the grey light as I cycle to school. Not when you see the dedicated sports players streaking across the field. Not when you hear the piano in the concourse belt out the pulsing rhythmic beat for certain musicals.

So everyone take care yeah. God guard you all!