The last few days have been tumultuously craaaaaaaaaaazy.
We win the Inter-Hall Games, over-party and lose some of our best athletes. Oh yeah, and one of those athletes was to act in our production. Le sigh... it had to be the actor who was in almost every scene. In all honesty, what they did really didn't seem that bad (A little silly, but don't we all do weird things when inebriated? A little strange, but boys will be boys right?). Maybe it's because of our seniors' legacies. They really did way more cuckoo stuff. The difference this time? Hard evidence.
When Mr. Tong said to John, "boy ah, don't do anything funny eh, we got CCTV," the irony killed me. The line written in jest for stage was now oh-so-true in reality. Of the 9, I found that even the loss of the one I knew the least was terribly upsetting, what more the ones I was closer to. It's easy to see why the administration did what they did, but it's difficult to be objective when those involved are people you really care about. I am really really going to miss them. Most of them had to be the people who greatly added to the vibrancy in hall and made a difference. They were all talented, brilliant and hilarious people. Why can't a few of the bores get kicked out instead, people whom noone would remember anyway... okay, that was kinda mean hahaha. Wonder what our block (and hall) culture will be like next year? At the same time, I think that those of us left have to rally together. A mass withdrawal will do nothing. It won't bring them back and in all honesty, that would leave very few interesting and (dare I say) cool people.
To my 9 friends, that was a CRAZY WHACKY celebration lah! When you look back on life, you definitely would know that you led a pretty eventful one. No regrets! You won't be questioning yourselves at 4o+, wondering during a mid-life crisis, why you never coloured outside the lines.
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