Sure Jean, as you wish. Now this post is gonna be about NYPS. This post IS about NYPS. This post IS about NYPS. This post IS about NYPS. This post IS about NYPS. This post IS about NYPS. This post IS about NYPS. This post IS about NYPS. This post IS about NYPS. This post IS about NYPS. This post IS about NYPS.
Rght. This post IS about NYPS. SO, I shall talk about NYPS. FINE. I'll be serious. C'mon Laura, be serious. Right.
NYPS is a great place. I mean, wonderful teachers, nice seniors/juniors or both, beautiful campus, cute guys, yea you name it, they've got it. Of course, maybe no hunky lads for you guy-crazy freaks (are there?) as of yet. Maybe (since kids these days are getting mature much quicker than before) that will be a reality in the near future. So what else can I ask for of a primary school? Not much. It's fun, it's serious, it's comfy, it's tough, it's goofy, it's kind. You know why? The main reason for all this is (surprisingly) the lack of too many girls. In NYPS, especially in the GEP classes, girls really bond. And the reason for that is really that because in each class of 25/26 we had last year, only 9 were girls. It seemed disgusting. But it really prevented much of cliques forming, and NYPS girls were generally closely-knit (with the exception of a few outliers, myself included.) Somehow, just somehow, I'm almost always an outlier. I guess I'm too goofy and utterly boring. That's okay (: Laura likes to be goofy and utterly boring. xP (oops, I lacked paragraphs... oh heck!)
Less of myself, more of NYPS here. I really enjoyed my 6 years in NYPS as a student. NYPS was really the place where I planted the seeds of my personality, it was the place that nurtured me as a person, it was the place that taught me humility (or rather, the persecution of GEPers, which is okay because that's what the real world is all about.) NYPS gave me a good time. To be frank here, my NYPS years were easy academically. Sure, I did pretty badly in P4/P5 for most subjects other than math and chinese and the occasional science. But the competition was mere fun; the people were more worried about a friend who was sad over his/her marks than competing to see who got the highest (as it is in RGS.)
I guess NYPS can be described as a place with a lot of peer pressure, tons more than RGS. But it was in NYPS that I learnt to exercise true self-control, not to wince at a cockroach or scream at the sight of a fly, to say "oh so cute!" when a centipede was thrown before me and to stroke an adorable lizard. These were tests of self-control. A scream would kill me forever- I would be remembered on my birthday for the wrong reasons I presume. And I never did scream. Instead, I would act as someone brave and strong, undefeated, never uncovered. Oh well the hardworking Laura has to prepare for SMO, so she will continue the tribute tomorrow. Or tonight. Or after SMO.
SO>>> BYE!!! (:
<3 laura (: love u peeps lots
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