Monday, September 8, 2008
reeeeeally des ka?
whyyyy are there 21st birthday celebrations during HSC period >< Labels: fabuloussness, love, peer support, phone, yearbook
my article for the year book :)
shitty, but better than nothing
our grade is so sloooowwww
Peer Support Year 7/11
By Lisa Bui
I do believe it was our first trip there as a grade at Sefton High School. The place had no extraordinary aura, and although it was definitely bigger than other parks we had been to, there was nothing about it which held any unique significance.
At the time, we were young. Yes, we were young and we were also naïve; because little did we know that this would be the first of many visits to the place which we call… Bicentennial Park.
We were kids fresh out of puberty, most of us being as tall as Ms. Yuen, looked up to our Year 11 peer support leaders like they were giants. We knew all their names, when they barely knew ours, and somehow we were avid subscribers to their gossip mill. Who was going out with who? – yeah we knew it all. Thinking about it now, I don’t think it ever occurred to us how lost they actually were, guiding a fresh group of kids starting out in high school. That is, until we became the giants and it was they who knew everything about us.
Its hard to believe that there are actually people/midgets that look up to us. We still feel like kids, and although we deny it to ourselves, its true- we’re getting old.
From Patrick Wang getting laughed at for wearing pink socks in Year 7, to our photographed fashion no-no’s at our Year 7 Peer Support Picnic. The day where we raced with “eggs” (ping pong balls) and spoons, got hit in the face with giant wet sponges, built human pyramids (experiencing hands and knees poking bits that shouldn’t be poked) and ran around like mental institution escapees, which was okay since we were loaded with sugar, anyway.
There we so many good memories, and the revelation was sad that for some of us, realising it’d be the first and last fun experience at Bicentennial Park with our fellow peers. For the lucky others, however, we got to relive Peer Support, but this time, as LEADERS.
“MUAHAHAHAHA”, we thought, as we expected that it would be us who finally got to be the ‘sponge-hitting-face’ throwers, but alas these thoughts crumbled as we realised, due to water restrictions, there would be no face hitting… oops, I mean; sponge throwing. :(
Nonetheless, Peer Support did turn out to be a success! A lot had changed since we were in Year 7, but the new activities were just as fun. Looking at the ‘our kids’ laughing, mucking around, and just like us, running rapid like they were loaded with sugar (we didn’t do it), gave us feelings of nostalgia, bringing back fuzzy memories which were almost forgotten.
Its strange, when we look down at the junior grades, we think, “No WAY was that me in Year 8”, but oh yes its true, we were just like that, except better looking.
productivity
big sister booey is coming home this saturday :D
IMH~
