Back on my feet, revitalised, ready to take on the rest

I didn't realise how much of a emotional boost returning to my secondary school can get, until I actually did return, hang around with my old chums, and come back, sitting on the bed blogging at this very moment. Sometimes, one has to still return to his roots, familiar people and emotional support from the very people you call family and friends.

There was celebration in college. Hell, there's celebration in every school, so that wasn't very interesting anyway. Except that in that day, you show appreciation for your teachers who build ignorant fools into wise, useful and productive members of society. Hard to come by, those days where you truly sit down and think about the significance of all these days of rememberance for people who contribute to the way you behave and think, and sometimes, that kind of impact that sticks with you for life.

In Chinese, this is how they put it:

一日为师，终生为父。

which simply means "A teacher for a day, a father for life." Amazing and neat.

Neat day for going back to Anglican High as well, to find a certain teacher that sparked off my interest in biology. One whom I saw the qualities of Christ in. However, she wasn't there - though she might still be there next year when I go back there again in the Chinese New Year period, I guess. Met old classmates, brought out some nolstagia here and there (silent nolstagia, of course. They might think I'd be still stuck in the past when I start blabbering all the flurry of old events in front of them...)

And, you settle for the entire day and end it with a meal. How fitting a place to do so too - at Popeye's at Terminal 3. After a good meal, laughs and sharing of different experiences at the same education system, we went back home, some realising their fortune and where they stand.

Possibly it's because of this that I'm now possibly re-motivated to do my best for the Promotional Examinations. I must do well. I was part of those who went to those top JCs at a time - doesn't mean that I can't do as well as them now, even though I'm in one of lower standards than theirs. Disadvantaged, but I'll press on.

And oh, after that bout of disease, I'm back on my feet thanks to God's grace allowing the medicine to course through my body effectively alleviating me of the symptoms. Praise be to God - I don't have to take medicine anymore! Whoohoo!