a long tuesday has ended well, and i've been going about my work apace, and i look forward (in the sense of discussions and stuff and not the actual mugging, 'cos no one is mad enough to look forward to that) to more study sessions both this week and next.
the long break was spent equal parts in the SAC and in class, where we were reminded once more of the need to think of something clever to write for our yearbook photos by tomorrow.
cameras are aplenty, and so are blog posts about the years in school.
more than in any other JC or equivalent school, the overwhelming majority of ACI's IB kids have been in the school for a really long time.
not even when ac ppl went over to acjc can they say they spent 6 years in the same system.
for many of the ppl i know, it's been 12 years in the same system of education, seeing the same ppl, going through the same paces.
for me, the secondary school years were hectic beyond imagination, but i wouldn't have had it any other way. i look back and am thankful to have thrown myself into such a variety of activities that i would never have had the time to do in my later years.
then it was IP, the first year spent in a totally different environment that both renewed a competitive edge and made me open to a whole new circle of characters that have broadened my otherwise narrower horizon. there, i made great friends and debated just for the passion of it, and it payed off like no other.
returning to ac for my second IP year, 2006 was without a doubt the most relaxed year i have on record.
i had time to just waste away, no important exams to take, and the content i had to learn was, unlike nj, relatively little.
i didn't even come close to studying as hard as i'd done the years before and after that, and yet i left with a pretty decent score, but more importantly, a whole new group of ppl i knew.
then came IB, and i quite literally dropped all that i had ever learnt in my secondary school years and picked up from scratch.
and it paid off in ways i would never have expected. there is little doubt that i'm enjoying the subjects i take now immensely more than ever.
and then there're the classes i've been in.
the early years in ac don't quite count, though i still retain a very very small handful of friends whom i keep in contact with.
it was my jaunt in nj that opened my eyes to the importance of class spirit, especially in 05ip04.
there really is something to be said about bonding over such seminal events as orientation.
4.11 was immensely fun too, and i settled easily into a clique of friends whom are still some of the ppl i feel most comfortable around.
but then came Point Nine, and especially after WOW, all my displacement i had felt were hurled far and away, leaving only the sense that this is the one and only class i could ever enjoy my IB years in.
and as my time with these ppl whom i've spent a considerable share of my last 20 months with comes to an official school-time close, i cannot help but feel at ease at who i've spent all that time with.
i don't know if i will feel strongly about my school, or my entire level, when my time here ends.
i do know, however, that whatever i lack in ac nostalgia will be sufficiently augmented by the memories i've spent with point.nine.
just like my blog's tried to reflect ever since i started writing 6 years ago -
and i said to myself - the experience was enough.
