First 3 Months

This article by Shawn Woo brought back the time when I was doing my first 3 months. I was posted to Outram Institute which technically wasn't a junior college but A'levels courses were offered over a period of 3 years instead of 2. I reckon I had wanted to go to a polytechnic after that so I jolly well go enjoy my version of "JC life" for a while.

Firstly, the uniform swopping was more than simple fun. We get to try the oddest, the most colourful, the most unbelieveable or even the most "pretty" uniforms. It's a little like fulfilling your "childhood fantasy" and donning the uniform of the school that you either always long to go to or the craziest uniform that you'd never imagine yourself wearing. The cutest uniform has got to be the uniform of Outram Institute itself. The "uniform" part between the genders were the grey bottoms but like baby clothings, the girls were dressed in pink tops and the boys in baby blue. Going to school everyday is like a new discovery to find your schoolmates in yet another different set of uniforms. Probably the only uniforms that weren't popular were those from St Margaret's (for the girls) and Catholic High (for the boys). By now, Moody Penguin would be running after me with an exhaust pipe. (Teehee...)

Orientation hopping wasn't so "in" during my time because we had so much fun just hanging around with our "temporary classmates" that we barely had time for anyone/anything else. But due to the shuffle of the second intake, I had my best orientation at Serangoon JC although I was there for merely 3 days until I was shoved to wear the turquoise apple green uniform.

It's quite sad to know these things are slowly being phased out and our next generation will never quite understand when we say, "during those days..."

My first 3 months was one of my happiest times. All I did was play, play and play. I was training for basketball day and night, for schools, clubs, youth teams etc. You would have mistaken me for a scrawny, Indian girl because my complexion was so dark, friends whom I haven't met for a while then, wouldn't have been able to pick me out from a crowd. There were no stress from school nor work. I hated my management clases but I never had to do much work. Responsibilities as the class chairman barely put on any pressure on me because all I had to do is to mark everyone's attendance and regardless whether they were present at the beginning of the day, no one was ever absent because I'd be ticking the attendance from a McDonald's in Serangoon chomping down on my breakfast. I was everyone's best friend then. (for a reason of course, isn't that obvious?) If only I could turn back time, I'd wanna do my 1st 3 months again... It's like being a baby but yet you can choose to do everything you love...