after years of us complaining why wouldn't she just retire, mrs useless khoo finally is doing so.

in the same way, it's sad. little by little, our memories of st marg's are eroding with the passing of time. brick by brick, st marg's is changing. the principal is a stranger, and soon the vice principal will be too. teachers are being replaced, and in time to come, nothing will be identifiable anymore, only alive in our memories. and that st marg's will always be; a beautiful memory.



i guess after one year of recluse, i've come to terms that i'm generally stuck in aj for another year or so. i've accepted that throwing birthday cakes will send you to hell, as will defining newton's third law wrongly. in this stifling but somewhat amusing environment, i thank all the people who have made this bearable.

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