Sunday, August 03, 2008
Just the way you are
Mr Michael Tan, should you ever be very bored at home one day and decide to Google your name, I hope you come across my little blog and read this. I really miss you. I really miss your presence in school. Now that I have a lift to school every day, I don't think I'll ever be late for school again. It's not much effort put on my part I know, but at least I won't be detention queen this term. I miss the little conversations we had in your office about my punctuality, my attire, my hair, my outstanding number of detentions. I miss the times when you cheered me on when I was running around the field - an enthusiastic and gleeful "Miss Cheong!" each time I ran past you, panting like a sick pig. I ESPECIALLY remember the time where I spoke to you regarding my switch of CCA outside the PE office on Lit Evening, and you said this to me:
"It's like getting married. You can't just get married and then divorce your husband when you get sick of him right? Marriage is a lifetime commitment. Same goes for your CCA, it is a two-year commitment, you cannot anyhow change husband as and when you like, right or not Deenise?"
I remember crying because what you said was so true. I remember crying because I thought it was the most unfair thing in the world to not credit me for representing the College in Canoeing Nationals and that I deserved even the least bit of recognition for that. I also remember crying because I simply couldn't tolerate the idea of divorcing my husband.
I will see you at East Coast Park one day Mr Tan. And even if I don't, I know where to find you. Because I didn't forget that you live near Changi Prison. :) I look forward to going sailing with you.
Much Love, and some more.
tried to hunch; 11:03 PM
