i was looking through facebook last night and was extremely shocked to find out over someone's status that a teacher from my secondary school had collapsed in school and passed away a couple of days ago.
i can't believe it.
even though i had never been taught by him before, i knew who the man was, and he sure did not look like a person who would leave so suddenly. i spent four years in that school. i knew he taught physics, was in charge of the ncc, and was pretty fit and relatively young. so how did this happen?
i visited the memory page created for this teacher in facebook. he seemed like a man who had a lot of passion for education and life, and the messages written for his two children about what a great man their father was were simply just... heartbreaking.
there really is no other way to say how unpredictable life is. it's so scary how death suddenly finds someone when you least expect it. sigh.
R.I.P, Mr. Joseph Lim.
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
5 October 2010: so long, farewell, aufwiedersehn, goodnight.
this is it. the time has finally arrived. i am finally moving out of here tomorrowin a few hours.
moving out of tampines was meant to be a bittersweet thing for me...but right now, the sweetness of moving out of this rented craphole that i've lived in for a year is definitely more overwhelming than the bitterness that was meant to come. sweet.
am i going to miss this place? well, i'll miss being able to find almost ANYTHING i want or need just by crossing the road. i'll miss the zha jiang mian stall at one of the coffeeshops around here. incidentally, they moved out a few days ago as well, so i guess i wont feel so bad for not being able to eat their noodles anymore. i'll miss being able to walk to my old school in 5 minutes and eating my extremely economical and sumptuous lunch there. most of all, i'll miss being a tampinesian.
but here's what i will NOT miss.
this house. the color, the stove that looks like it came from 1986, the floor that never seems to be clean no matter how many times you try to wash it, the toilet that had no lock when we first moved in, the neighbors right above us that seem to love to jump or run around at 3plus am in the morning, and the list goes on and on. and stops at the pipe where disgusting stuff leaks out from. so yes, basically, almost everything about this house.
i am kinda proud of what i have done to my room, seeing what it looked like before we moved in here. now packing was a bitch, and unpacking over at the new place is going to be an even bigger bitch (i think i've said this a year ago), but let's just say that i am ready to get out of here anytime.
besides, once a tampinesian, always a tampinesian. if there was even such a word to begin with.
moving out of tampines was meant to be a bittersweet thing for me...but right now, the sweetness of moving out of this rented craphole that i've lived in for a year is definitely more overwhelming than the bitterness that was meant to come. sweet.
am i going to miss this place? well, i'll miss being able to find almost ANYTHING i want or need just by crossing the road. i'll miss the zha jiang mian stall at one of the coffeeshops around here. incidentally, they moved out a few days ago as well, so i guess i wont feel so bad for not being able to eat their noodles anymore. i'll miss being able to walk to my old school in 5 minutes and eating my extremely economical and sumptuous lunch there. most of all, i'll miss being a tampinesian.
but here's what i will NOT miss.
this house. the color, the stove that looks like it came from 1986, the floor that never seems to be clean no matter how many times you try to wash it, the toilet that had no lock when we first moved in, the neighbors right above us that seem to love to jump or run around at 3plus am in the morning, and the list goes on and on. and stops at the pipe where disgusting stuff leaks out from. so yes, basically, almost everything about this house.
i am kinda proud of what i have done to my room, seeing what it looked like before we moved in here. now packing was a bitch, and unpacking over at the new place is going to be an even bigger bitch (i think i've said this a year ago), but let's just say that i am ready to get out of here anytime.
besides, once a tampinesian, always a tampinesian. if there was even such a word to begin with.
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