You know, they’re probably the worst best class in this school’s history. They’re probably the least liked class among teachers. They’re probably going to pull the SPM statistics to an all time low. And they’re probably going to come back and blame the teachers for it. For that, they’ll be legends of SMKSS17 folklore.
At least Albert hopes they will. Because if there’s anything worse than leaving school, it’s being forgotten. But of course, it’s going to take quite a while before THEY fade out of everyone’s consciousness. With all that he's been through with this crazy bunch of people over the past 5 years, they are people he certainly couldn't possibly forget, even if he tried. They’re a small bunch really, who mostly have been in the same class since Form 1, spending 5 hours a day in a classroom 5 days a week, for the past 5 years. So yeah, they’ve bonded, and it’ll be hard for him to imagine life without them. And so as a tribute to them(and also because Albert just can't let go), so the following will be a compilation of all their moments in pictures, simply FOR THE LACK OF BETTER WORDS, because some things just can't be said(or typed).
How could he forget the fearless(shameless) valiant heroes, who rebelled against authority,
slept through classes,
especially those rebels without a cause, unless their cause happened to be side-splittingly, outrageously funny.
And they were really good at that.
He's got the six packs to prove it.
Or how they rallied endlessly against punishing, overwhelming, soul destroying homework.
Some of them simply choose not to do it all, which curiously worked just as well.
Or those tales of romance, of Prince Charming and his maidens,
whose love was forever, but usually expires 2 weeks later. And how Prince Charming moves on to the next, and the next, and the next, and the next damsel in distress(or anyone single).
Or the secret affairs of an unlikely couple,
much to the envy of other admirers.
Only God knows how this happened.
Or the knight in shining armour with a centre parting of which he is particularly concerned of(also don’t touch his shirt or you’ll face his wrath), whose lady is almost as important to him as his hair(touch his hair and face his wrath too). Oh how their dalliances annoy the world to no end,
but nevertheless, everyone hopes for a happy ending for them. And for everyone else's sake.
How can he forget the gorgeous ladies of 5 sc 1. From the intellectual, to the athletic, to the loud, downright narcissistically proud, to the hell hath no fury like her scorned type,
don't be fooled by her pretty face. Or her wit. Or her intelligence. Or her refreshing frankness. They just don't make women like that anymore.
And of course, the nice ones.
How he will miss her wit, or her arrogance, or all their dazzling smiles, or her cold practicality, or her wacky craziness, or her feminist ideals(as sickening as it may be) or the way you generously gave him your tie,
or the way you beat Boon Han in that Need For Speed race.
Seriously.
Ah women, what would we do without them? Or the awesome guys of 5sc1 . From the metrosexual, to the heterosexual to the others with a similar suffix.
Lets not even go there.
How can Albert forget how you diligently accumulated your “slip lewat”, breaking the record for most number of “slip lewat” along the way.
And the way you played bully, and they cheered you on.
And how you always were around the girls,especially since you were a cheerleader,
They hate to admit it, but they were probably just a little jealous……
..or not.
How will Albert forget the way they soaked each other and half the school after painting the class(and got away with it)?
Or how they skipped English and EST for debate(sure as hell was worth it)
Or how they filmed The Blair Witch Project 2 around school grounds(he's still waiting for the video). And pictures for that matter.
Oh and what about the parties?
The chicks
The dudes
The booze
The drinking
And more drinking
And eventually getting drunk(this always happens)
Then finally, stripping(its customary you see)
Of course, the food, the eating
and more eating
topped off with a little camwhoring
The weddings(actually its only one)
Of course, just because she was their (hot) tuition teacher didnt mean they ALL were always sober.
Anyone remember the Prefect's dinner they we're duped into attending? Which of course turned out to be a good thing since the "actual" prom was a disaster.
Who's that idiot in the middle? Look at Albert, on the far, far right.
There were the surprise dates
The surprise emcee
hey, thats the dude in the picture before!
The prom king that should have been.
hey, they didnt serve alcohol, just juice, right?
OK, maybe the juice was spiked.
Of course, of all the things they did together, the one thing that never failed to instigate yelling matches, pose logistical and similarly paradoxical problems, and play out the occasional drama of soap opera proportions, would be the Interact Club. Since the day Sean became president, everyone knew this was going to be an extraordinary batch of Interactors.
How they worked self-lessly for the romantics on valentines day
Slaved through the night
Well almost all of them
Working out their little, professional diferrences along the way
Transport was never a problem again(hey if clowns can do it, anyone can)
And he has to put up with them.
Poor Sean.
Of course, it wasnt easy on him either.
But for entirely different reasons thats for sure.
Of course, there were the highs
The lows
but generally more highs
Not to mention wide....her orthodontist would've been proud.
Then there were times they actually acted like science students
Made startling discoveries
(thats a foetus in his hands)
Some of them surprisingly were not cut out, and some of them surprisingly were.
Sean and his team of surgeons did Science 1 proud when they executed a flawless frog dissection(unlike another *cough* science *cough* team)
They’ve been through everything together, from their childish Form 1 years to puberty to their awkward teenage years. So fast those 5 years, it feels like just yesterday they were kids. Some of them still are. Somewhat reluctantly, they all grew up(eventually) along the years. And now, as their schooling life ends, as they discard their uniforms, they would no doubt slowly come to realize that they are now (gasp) adults (GASP!). Its quite horrifying to think that some them are actually going to be released into society, with the right to vote, and worst still drive(yes, in that order).
So this is a tribute of sorts(before its too late), to all those people, that Albert has the honour(or peril, it all depends on your perspective really) of calling his friends. To the heroes, knights, and idiots of 5 sc 1,
Albert salutes you, legends.
