i was walking about just now.
and i looked down on the floor.
guess what i saw?

ST. MARG'S SEC TIE!

all dirty and stepped on.
it prolly fell off some girl's unform.
NOSTALGIC laaaah.
i remember having to keep sewing my tie again and again after my mum washed my uniform in the washing machine.
and oooooh, of course.
the very airy polka dot uniform with the skirt flying up everytime wind blows.
and noone telling us that when we bend,
you can see what's under our skirt.
which thankfully to the smss tradition,
is (usually) our shorts.
hahaha

I LIKE!
and i miss.
really.