Bang bang my warriors

2008 was a great year. It was a very educational year. We all grew up, we all matured and I think we are now all officially full fledged teenagers. *rock on baybeyh clap claps* Next year, Xiao Hui and I agreed, it will be all about change. *cheers to Obama, the source of inspiration, clap claps AGAIN*
Without change, we will never be able to graduate from pesky little 1P7nians to a hopefully, more mature 2P7. With all the financial crisis commotion, a turbulent 2009 is already predicted.
Honestly, with all the talk about recession, I think next years decoration head will have quite a hard time carrying out her job. I wish whoever the person is; luck to be a better head than I was. Materials such as glue, boards, coloured paper etc will be much pricier so don’t expect too much from the person in charge. *put yourself in her shoes man, who said that the deco head job was going to be easy*
I would also like to take this opportunity here to apologise for being such a crappy deco head. I guess I just took the position for granted and I never really did any of my duties well until the last few months of school.
During my so called “reign” as a deco head, I am sure that I displeased and offended quite a great number of class members so I would like to apologise for the “voting incident” that I’m fairly sure most of you remember.
I also would like to express regret to everyone that I upset. I promise to turn over a new leaf and next year, hopefully, all of you can expect a better Rachel. I just hope that everyone will give me another chance after being so self centered in 08. I hope I get a second chance to make things right in 2009.
Next year I hope we will still stay the monthly champion of the “best attendance” award. And hopefully the “tidiest class” award will fall unto us too. *crossing fingers lawl* Big dreams baybeyh, big dreams. But as long as we stick together, NOTHING is IMPOSSIBLE. Our picture will be taken and left in the yearbook like a thousand other yearbooks; records of our accomplishments will be recorded like any other records, people in generations to come might not even acknowledge who we ONCE were, the athlete, the cool ones, the nerdy ones, the shy ones, the outspoken ones, but all I know is we will NEVER forget each other. *rock on bigg time*
If only we work together as a team, I daresay that next year, we will all have the time of our lives. *sounds like a graduation speach aye*

Through all kinds of weather
What if the sky should fall?
Just as long as we’re together
It doesn’t matter at all.

[Extract from Judy Blume’s just as long as we’re together, 1987]

rachel lee xoxox