As I do not have any test to sit for tomorrow, I took a chill pill and watched an hour of Singapore Idol. Today they performed in groups and when a particular team member did not make it to the next round, the whole team tear- like someone just died. It’s funny and fake (totally) how the “We will miss you” tears came out- knowing that the group they had was just formed and they had only 24 hours to practice. Practice, not bond. Furthermore, it’s an individual game after all. This (in my opinion) fake scenario not only happens in Caldecott Hill. I (or rather we) have seen it in school. No tears this time but definitely some fake thing going on. When people pass by acquaintances/not so close classmates/people you hang out with once etc) you give the “Hiiiiiii…..*insert plastic smile*” Like you really care if they acknowledge you back. No.

I was reading one LBD book and came across this paragraph.

“ The bonds that people form with their college friends strike me as similar to those they share with their camp friends- profound, enduring, and strengthened by the inside jokes, shared histories and secret handshakes. I never went to sleep away camp and always felt I missed out on the kinship that goes along with it. This set off a sort of social-misfit chain reaction for me-when I went off to college, I opted out of the whole sorority scene. Maybe all those happy campers understood that, by throwing themselves into some type of forced social activity, they’d be able to garner those everlasting bonds that they set you up with lifelong friends whom you can get together annually and rehash the glory days. I just didn’t get it. It wasn’t that I swore not wanting to belong to any club that would have me as a member. I simply never found a specific club that I could bring myself to be passionate about. I was having trouble finding one person to be passionate about, let alone a whole club."

It hit me like a big yellow school bus and realize that I could really relate to this.

The secret handshake : Vicnes would go around in class and say “Hey, punch my knuckles” and I would say “Why?” and he goes “Just punch” and I went “Okay” and we punched knuckles. It;s not a secret coz he does it almost everyone in class. A simple gesture by a classmate that proves at least someone knows your existence in class and thus, not a class outcast.

Social misfit: Seen one in W56F. Not a very nice thing to do but still it cracks me up.

By throwing themselves into some type of forced social activity, they’d be able to garner those everlasting bonds that they set you up with lifelong friends whom you can get together annually (correction, almost daily) and rehash the glory days: We’ve got the S.I.A thangggg going on-STILL. <3

Never found a specific club that I could bring myself to be passionate about: So not true for myself because hell yeah, I totally the club. Despite the fact that we have a few names for our ‘specific club’- S.I.A, The –licious Gang etc.

Did I mention I adore every single one of you in the club?

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Microbiology: CHECKED.
Up next- Chemistry.
Not interested.
Never Have, Never Will