a blast from the past

i havent been as nostalgic as i was these past couple of days. its days like these where i dread the end of yet another year. i dont like being smacked hard in the face with my past. not that i had a bad past to deal with, its depressing to know where my life has brought me to, too vast a difference from what it was before. i had the perfect life. the perfect social circle. the perfect upbringing. what happened.

i was all geared up for camp. the last camp for birdpark this year. and lo and behold, it was an MGS camp. not just any MGS camp, but a MGS girls brigade camp. when i said a blast from the past, it truly was a blast from the past. no discount to that at all.

i met old old teachers like Mrs Tay. everyone loves Mrs Tay. you cannot ask an MG girl and have a blank stare in reply with a huh, who's that. it just doesnt happen. and the scary bit was that she still remembers me! she taught me when i was in p2. also one of the main reasons why i joined the girls brigade. but more so because they always got out of class for their extra cirricular activities. hurhur. but thats besides the point. so she went ard proudly proclaiming, "GIRLS! say hello to GLoria!! our very own MGS girl, also a GB girl!!" man.. and all these young kiddos were like... oooh.. hellllooo glooorriaaa..... hurhur.

and then there was tracy, and gloria chong. oh man, old girls. my seniors. it was a good camp. everyone was like, oh.. gloria, now i know why youre like that. now i know why you burst into a song every few seconds. now i know why youre so loud and screamish. now i know where all that cheekiness came from. now i know....and the list goes on..

i spent most of my time talking to the old teachers and officers. evangeline chong invited me back from the christmas concert too. and i was just going through Siyue's photos after she added me on facebook after camp, and i realised some things really dont change. its the same after so many years. the same people. the same christmas concert. the same choir arrangement. even when i went thru her recent photos, it was the same end of year funfair. the same noticeboard doodling. the same girls prancing ard crazily. the same girl with guitar, or guitar chucked at the back of class. it's the culture, an inbuild tradition even xiaoyi would agree, and for what its worth, once an mg girl, always an mg girl.

pictureS!

hurhur, i know they should be bigger....


facilitators!


staff lunch. haha.