For the JB AC, 2010

Memories don't come easily.

If you didn't work for the memories, you wouldn't be deserving of them; at least, that's my mentality regarding memories. Every great success begins with the manifestation of an opportunity, but how did that opportunity get there?

It is there as the result of hard work. Your hard work.

Organising memories has never been easy. Not when you've had experienced many things; seen much, done much. Especially when you're a perfectionist and whatever you do would be remembered for long.

Today, I bring you my story/experience with my friends.

We start in 2008, when I was a rather unknown guy. One who has got nothing to show, nothing to shout about. In a nutshell: Just another average student. A forgettable one.

Then, as a new prefect recruit, I was participating enthusiastically in every event which was held by the prefectorial board, hoping to strike a good impression in my seniors (which, eventually I would find out that I didn't succeed). So I went to the then biannual camp, which was held in Kem Kaizen.

That was the place which I first got to know them. My juniors.

The first time I got a real close contact with them was when we were choosing places to sleep. Then, we had 41 people in that room and to save space, 5 of us (Justin Low, Edwin Ho, Lim Mao Fong, Nabil and I) decided to sleep on two mattresses. It was a tight squeeze but nevertheless fun.

Then, as the activities commenced, I got to mix with them; I got to know them. To remember the night-walk, in which Edwin, Justin, Lim and I walked together (oh Lim, thanks for your shoulder). To remember the obstacle course where Justin fell off the monkey bar, and Lim sitting on the raft(gondola) I steered. Priceless. Not to mention Lim's dream about Mr.Chew snoring when the siren/alarm sounded to wake us up.

Moving on, we have the memories of the epic drama journey to speak of the time we spent together. Most of my time was spent chopping trees down and stuff but we managed to had a few laughs here and there.

Shafiq, with his Silat moves as Panglima Gagak Hitam.
Edwin, with his skirt and the RM4xx sword.
Keshan's deep voice made him a stern spirit of the Ring.
Justin, bearded and all, looked like a very evil Jin.
And of course, Lim the Batman and his gun + Batman sticker on his shirt.

I now wish that I could attend a few more of their practice sessions but no, I couldn't.

A friendship isn't built through marchings and cases and theory and all. It's built from the love among the individuals, sustained by the sheer willpower of the friends, and enhanced through the constant care for the other ones.

If there's one thing I'd remember throughout my life in my tenure as an Editor of the LDDS, it would be the production of Graffiti '10. (Ash, you reading this?)
Anyway Lim submitted a couple of quality articles which got published. Totally superb. In addition to that, Justin co-wrote an article with me. About the importance of sleep.
And one guy whom I would remember is: Edwin, who didn't submit his poem despite assuring me it would come.

Guess that didn't exactly help my stress level.


There were a lot of things which we have gone through together. Being with friends gives me the pleasure and energy to carry on my duties with extra zest and being with them truly has helped me much. In them I see confidence, diligence, teamwork and many more.

And I believe these values would carry them far.

I have the faith, and I shall keep it. Although the journey has been abruptly stopped, they will rise as phoenixes do, rise from the ashes, and keep the flag flying high. Although I might've left the place, I know that they will do me proud, my friends.
This post is dedicated to EC AC '10.

There is still a myriad of memories still buried in the depths of my mind, but let them rest; us who remember will never let them be forgotten.

I'm grateful to have them as my juniors, my friends. Let's hope the chance arises again. All the best for now.