Farewell Assembly 2010
Orientation ’09 – Oompa Loompas – my OGlings – my OGLs – Take 5 at Pasir Ris – Dancing the Batch Dance
Na- nana – nana, Na - nana – nana
Wind me up, turn me down, put me out and watch me go-o (nana – nana, Na – nana -nana)
I’ll be running circles around you sooner than you kno-ow (nana – nana, Na – nana – nana)
Cos it’s easy, once you know how it’s done
You can’t stop now it’s already begun,
You feel it, running through your bo-ooones
And you JERK IT OUT
- Jonathan Tan, Vice president of Council and King of the Dance floor, singing for us when the music wasnt working -
The laughter of holding hands and falling over your Dance Partner
- Heyy, Weekian! Remember me? XP WE TOTALLY TRASHED EACH OTHER DURING WAR-GAMES (the one where we had to hold hands and stick chop-sticks into the “pots” of other houses)
Daniel co-OGL, Branden Chen, Wee Kian, Lynn, Haran, Arul, Hoongyan, Kwok Hao, Deborah, Rozanne, Farizan, Krystal, Kai Cheng, Ben yong, Hazel, Elissa Low-low, Leonard,
Wang Ye, Yu Zhou, Shi Hui.
Rollerblading in Pasir Ris and me falling flat on my ass a million times, in the grass, over the sand, tripping over tree roots, laughing stock of the day as usual, when am I not? Kai Cheng the pro-iceskater showing off his figure-of-eights on rollerblades…I ended up “lompang-ing” Weekian who was “lompang-ing” Branden on a bike…Branden complained that both of us were fat heavy cows, my legs slid sideways, I fell and dragged Weekian down and he “sat” very heavily on the back wheel of the bike…then the three of us toppled over.
Weekian : “my…ass…feels like it’s gonna split into two….T_T”
I was cheated by you, and I think you know when ~~~ ~~~~~
So I made up my mind, it must come to an end ~~~ ~~~~~
Look at me now, Will I ever learn, I don’t know how,
But I suddenly lose control, There’s a fire within my soul
Just one more and I can hear the bell ring
One moment and I forget everything
O-o-o-oh mama Mia! Here I go again!
My my! How can I resist ya!
Lenny the HH Housecaptain ROARED! Like a bear!
MT sizzling sizzling hottttttt
I’d never felt so much House Spirit before.
Boom! Shake Shake Shake the Room! Tick, Tick, Tick, BB!!
BB barbeque! (yuck!)
Hey – what’s the big idea?!
Yo-ooo Mika! (-ba! Boom-ba! Boom-ba-boom-boom-ba!)
Ah ~(-ba! Boom-ba! Boom-ba-boom-boom-ba!)
Oh ~ (-ba! Boom-ba! Boom-ba-boom-boom-ba!)
Say suckin’ too hard on yer lollipop girrrrl, love’s gonna getcha down!
Suckin’ too hard on yer lollipop ooooh, love’s gonna getcha down!
Suckin’ too hard on yer lollipop girl, love’s gonna getcha down!
Suckin’ too hard on yer lollipop oohh, love’s gonna getcha down!
Hey girl, hey girl, love’s gonna getcha do-o-own!
Hey girl, hey girl, love’s gonna getcha do-o-own!
Oompa Loompa costumes, camping out for dinner at the void decks of Bishan Flats, going home late, cutting an Awfully Chocolate Cake at 11pm on the last day of Orientation.
Shi Hui, Yu Zhou, Wang Ye.
Watcha gonna be, T-E-A-M- TEAM!
How are you guys now?
Meet 10s03N. Biology Raffles Academy, and mugger filled to boot.
1st impressions couldn’t have been more wrong.
MJ : idiotic loud mouthed Jap-wanna-be brat. Screamed like a maniac Zannn-channn!!
Wilnard : “My name is very unique. Nobody else has it.”
Shaun : O-oo he looks like … a pale disembodied skeleton! Plus he used to carry that huge black bag with his laptop! Was quite fascinated by his voice and used to link it to a picture of c-3PO with a cold. Nasal, is what I thought of… Odd little scrawny geek thing.
Yi Liang : Nothing much. Confused him with Gilbert once or twice.
Gilbert : Confused him with Yi Liang once or twice. Memorable statement after spoonerism : “Yes, I tend to confuse my words, sorry. My father sometimes does that too so maybe I inherited his genes… … I mean, yeah. Something. Like. Yeah.”
Chloe : … hey. Is that my pri 2 classmate? Stars above, no change, no change. Petite (not short, not short) neat and prim and tidy. Thumbs up, Yo! We of Sng Lily’s 2.5!
Zong Yi : … hey. Scrawny judoka with frenchfry hairdo (The waves in his hair are like the ridges of frenchfries) grew! Not much though. Heard he was vice head prefect and voted Handsome Lim.
We got the Lim without the Handsome.
Jie Jun : Tall guy no. 1
Kevin : Tall guy no. 2. Until Victor Lee MSN-ed me (in pink font!!) “Do you know who this Kevin Kwek is? I am rather disturbed. His MSN address is : Meow meow meow!!! Sure it enough, it was. Was it me who gave Kevin the Hamtaro nickname?!
Victor : Jap wanna-be, and business man extra-ordinaire. Note to self. Do not do business with.
Zan : Jap wanna-be too. Third of the happy-three-jap-loving-friends.
ChenYang Masha : Nice kid. Voice like a squeaky windshield wiper.
Ying Chao : Prettiest of our lot. Wish I had hair like hers. Thick poofy and … thick poofy. Gosh, wonderful!
Aaron Tiong : Grin like a chesire cat. Fading, winking, leering, sneering, smirking, fading, growing, fading, winking, cackling a-sakasha-a-swashfalla like old man Rafiki from Lion King.
Tryphena : Well hey. Remember me from sec 4?
Rachel : Well hey… oh no. I could never tell girls apart when they’re below a certain height! Long hair in ponytails, check. Cute shoes, check. Two eyes one nose one mouth, check. Hang around together, check. Both demure and neat and tidy, check…
Oh dear! What a to-do. I can’t tell them apart!
Mrs Shen : “Of course you will all get your As for biology, because you are all in Bio RA. If NOT – !!!” Silence is
Potent.
Epic Term 1.Shaun and I turn up for Lit lesson in a LT where there are no other students and no teachers. We stare each other and I say, “help!”
First Lit Lesson : I am introduced to the mousey wonder named Joshua Tung.
Speedy Gonzalez (speedy Gonzalez) Why dont you come home! (home! home!)
Speedy Gonzalez (speedy Gonzalez) Why dont you leave me all alone! (high voice stuff)
Na, na na-na na-na-na-na-na, na na-na na-na-na-na-na, na na-na na-na-na-na-na!
Round ONE : Chiang Cheng Chai VS Samantha Prakash.
1 HIT K.O. (Dooooommmmm)
Round TWO : Chiang Chieng Chai VS Lim Puay Miao
1 Hit KO!
Kevin makes a list of girls to chase, catch and… well, he’s still on the chase, and we’ve all lost count of the girls, haven’t we? 
Wilnard markets himself as a monger of rumours and gossip!
Batch of Otiero, wither thou gost, my heart shall follow
