“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of withering, of tarnishing.”
-Anais Nin

;our passion is AERIUS

After almost 3 years, the falcon has really grown on all of us. No matter what, we will always be Aeriulites. So we might as well love it too.

Amazing what $20 of ice-cream vouchers can do.

:D

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I wish all of us could be like this everyday. This happy, this uncaring, this sure of ourselves and this willing to live life. Not concerned over what others think about us but just simply having a helluva time, together, as a class, as one 04.

In another time, another place, perhaps we could be like this every day.

Deep down in every cynic, in every mugger, in every person, I do so believe there's that spark that hasn't died out yet. There's the flame that burns within. That still believes: in being proud of who we are and where we come from.

It is true. School pride doesn't come naturally with the name, the brand or the ranking. It doesn't just come about over the years.

It comes about because a generation of students decides to embrace who they really are. It is a conscious decision to be made. To love your school. To be proud of who you are. To from a common identity that you are proud of.

How fun and exciting your school life is doesn't all boil down to how fun your lessons are, how beautiful and how stellar the facilities are, how charismatic your council is, etc. How fun and exciting and truly memorable your school life really is comes down to how you and your friends decide to make the most out of your time in school.

At the end of the day, we remember the memories we've created for ourselves. We remember putting our all into house sessions, just because we could. For good laughs and great fun.

It's truly all a matter of perspective.


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Lord I love my class. What's not to love. I can't help but wonder whether through all the nasty snide remarks from by standers, deep down, they secretly wish they could belong; just like how each and everyone of us belong to 04 in our own special/weird way.

Everybody loves 04.

ME TOO!

Do you still believe in happy endings?


I thought I'd miss it.

Perhaps there's a part of me that does.

The part that misses the responsibilities. The part that misses the purpose of coming to school, apart from academic obligations. The part that needs to feel needed.

But was it ever that way?

How many of us go through life putting in everything we're worth into the things we do and getting nothing out of it?

Perhaps I need a change of perspective. But right now, the wounds need time to heal. & so help me if I choose to be bitter about it while they do.


It's great to be back among my friends.

There are so many things I've missed, it almost feels as if I'll have to spend the rest of forever filling up the gap my duties left behind between my friends and I.

Conversations now are so much better. Very seldom do they ever mention that horrible subject nowadays.

I guess they'll never know how much they truly hurt me with their words once upon a time.

But it doesn't matter now. All that's over. In the chapter of my life I left behind come 7th July.

I'll let it go.


I'm happy for them. All of them. Although it is hard to adapt, I will. Because I'm happy that they are successful. Because I know what's in store for them. And I know they'll be great in their respective captains and president roles.

It's strange. This time last year, I was running for one of the top positions the school offers. This time, I'm a mere spectator to the glorifying triumphs of my peers. It's very different. This feeling. Of watching, and for the first time in my life, not serving anyone but myself.

Maybe I needed this. This break. I've gone through all my life with a leadership position or other. Always seeking, always serving. Always thinking of the greater good. Maybe this is some much needed time for me. To heal. To find purpose again.

And for once in my life, to think about what I want. & not having to answer to someone else.

& finally not mattering whether my efforts are acknowledged.

Because there will be no efforts.


I won't deny it. It feels horrible without a CCA. For the first time in my life, I have completely no interest in all that the school has to offer.

Because the one thing that I've always been passionate for has been taken away from me.

But hah! Even then, I still continue to bowl with the club. & it feels great. Getting into the first team and being fielded for Inter-Club competitions? Who needs a CCA when they're already part of a bigger family somewhere closer to home?

Sodding CCA requirements. Do I really need you?


I think surviving on adrenaline is so much better than surviving on pure sleep. The former works so much better.

How long can one go without fun?

Is there even a limit?

I am grateful for those days where I get to chillax with my friends. But they are few are far between. Yet, that will have to do for now.

When does life actually begin? 'Cos I want to start counting down; I can't wait for that.