Simple days.

we were just sitting there, sipping our soy bean drinks, musing about this transient phase some place in between being forced to accept realities and coming to terms with... things.

we grow, we learn to accept, we adapt, we change to suit our surroundings.
we learn.



with talks about mortality, our acceptably and decidedly morbid selves, our once-innocence. Our determination to achieve what we set out to. Our independence we fight for, despite the odds, we have, in a real sense chosen to
Fight the Fight rather than
Take Flight.

We will stay and fight, no matter what the odds, we will adapt.
We will get better, grow stronger, learn, thrive.
it can only get better than this.

1. SA LT4. Semi-circle configuration, gathered round the piano. Singing. '01.
2. SA Hall. Stepping Down. photos
3. BC stepping down. Photos. that darn board, signing of names on the board, saying good bye. Desmond on the clarinet.
4. Soccer matches
5. Basketball matches.
6. Banner painting, it's late, water bombs.. rushing to meetings, last min meetings, gathering, meeting Mols for the first time, introductions, who are these strange ppl am i supposed to call them my buddies?
7. counter duty. spelling upside down, scrabble, senseless carrom, a finger-flick ah! it's in! lucky one, that! lockers, mine, his.
8. Raining, Pink TYS.
9. Lock Road
10. gathering, reflections, TRUST, running, SA Cathedral, tunnel.

cheers to our collective memories.