And then its another farewell.
What a year it has been, bade farewell to my friend migrating to Australia at the beginning of the year. Then in May it was Highbury. haha. Now, somewhat abruptly, Mr Tan has come into early retirement. It's such a pity la, always felt like asking him why not at the end of the year, and when i did on Friday, he said he was advised to stop teaching for his health. Well, i think it could only be a family member of smth that he would sort of prioritise above us wonderful students. haha.


Yes, Friday was a fantastic send-off to him. Thankfully he managed to arrive, and well i guess pizza was not really to his liking [health and all, "plenty of sugar"!!], but i guess its okay to eat it once in awhile. After all, how could he reject it. so, after we boys were totally crowded out by the girls while doing the toasting, me JJ and WL finally managed to squeeze in and get a short chat with him. yeah, he mentioned about how so many of us have matured since sec3. Haha, he even joked about his experience as a student in school and in a university in Malaysia. it was funny, it was so similar to what my dad said, about the very apparent favouritism towards malays. oh well. and he said our batch of students are one of the least troublesome, that was so nice to hear. haha, while i was asking the questions, junjie kept complimenting and praising him till it made him like so embarrassed, where he like couldnt open his mouth, holding a smile. lol.

And so after we went to the area outside General Office to take plenty of photos. haha, and naomi went crazy over him, so desperate to stand next to him to take photos. lol. ok maybe im making things sound more awkward.

Pardon me but i think this is an excellent shot of the boys and TTP. It really is.
[you know, without those pesky girls. ok jk la. lol.]

Then just me, JJ, and weelic.



Ok notice the pattern of subsets?
First the whole class then the boys then the 3 of us and now ME, MYSELF, and I, and the one constant k, Mr Tan. LOL.


Man, i have always thought Mr Tan was a great teacher, since the start. yes, during the first test in term 1, i missed an A1 by 0.5marks. I remember it was 26/35 or something. 26.5 would have been >75%. haha. i was angry. felt hard done by la, when about 5marks was duducted for no working shown/never underline/mixed number in an equation. yes, then i did something to the paper in stupidity. somehow, i was more foolish[or perhaps not] when i allowed him to see what i did. he stared at me with his accusatory eyes, then told me to meet him after school.
Then, he probably said the most meaningful words a teacher has said to me in my secondary school life. yeah, i broke down. but i think it changed my impression on studying somewhat since that day. And i think it really inspired me to perform so consistently well throughout 2005. I managed to break my mid-year jinx, and for once, i ended the year feeling satisfied, unlike the previous years' feeling of "what if" and "what could have been". and then i met him the day the EOY papers were given out. he asked how i did. and i said, very good. [ok i didnt expect myself to be so arrogant at that point]. and then he gave me a sarcastic look of disgust. haha. i laughed. he walked away. zzz.

k la. and this year, i think ive mentioned it plenty of time, that he nv scolds me [compared with JJ]. haha. i dunno why.many times, i did not do my homework. he definitely knows la. every time we are copying stuff from his transparency, he will sit at the desk and stare at either mine or JJ's work. so, he definitely sees what i write. Hell, he even managed to spot some small error i made in an integration exercise. lol. yes, he is such an observant guy. i guess at times this year i have been very stressed. the late nights, the oozing rashes. as usual TTP is at his apparent "no sympathy" towards these kind of things la. but im sure he does care a lot la. Its just he doesnt know how to show his emotions. To be honest, i was surprised he never looked surprised in the hall. He did not do anything when Mdm Wong broke down to tears. That, i guess, is what people call the "measure of a man". perhaps thats why they say women are so much more emotional, but what the heck, dont we just love our teachers all the same, if not more?