I was looking through my favourites folder and came across this blog. I thought this blog was long forgotten (and probably has been by some), but surprisingly, I found Roberta's recent post. This post, is a reply to Roberta’s post.

University is great. At uni we finally get to choose what we really want to learn- you know, useful subjects unlike HL mathematics (most of which I have totally forgotten!). We are given much more freedom and choice, as there aren’t many restrictions and there is certainly no Dr Miller breathing down our necks if we are falling behind. Also, there are boundless opportunities to meet people and make HUNDREDS of new ‘friends’ with all the pub crawls, balls and other drinking-related social gatherings.

Roberta, I think I know how you feel, because with all this said, I feel as if something is still missing for me- something, I may never find again. Roberta, you may agree that this something is the time we IBians (+ geoff, sam ) spent together in high school. Hehe, yes this may sound corny and stupid, but I MISS Pembroke, I really do. I miss sharing my IB classes with you all and I miss being in an environment that I have grown to become familiar and comfortable with.

Reflecting back, I am sure we all hated the teachers nagging us doing homework and getting work in on time and blah blah..(if any of us were even listening). In fact, we were probably so stressed with IB/ year 12 that we never really appreciated each other’s company, because everyone started to get on each other’s nerves after two years. But the fact that our teachers actually cared about how we were doing academically- whether we understood and were coping, and the fact that we were all there for each other to complain about the workload, to bitch about some teacher who gave us a **** mark, to stress about the upcoming exams, to cry after the exams and to celebrate the ending of exams, I believe was what made us such good friends, and I will cherish that.

I never really understood why people referred to their schooling days as the 'good old days' with such bitter sweetness. But now, I do, and no matter what happens to our friendship in the future, whether we stay as friends or drift off our separate ways, I am just asking that we try to stay in touch for as long as possible until we really have nothing more in common to talk about as we change and spend more and more days with other friends.

I must add, this post was not supposed to be a sad and gloomy one! I just wanted to contribute to what Roberta wrote, because I totally agree with her. Seeing as this blog was created to allow us to keep in touch, I hope we get more postings soon. Hehe, otherwise Roberta and I will look like SILLY BILLies =P Tell everyone what you guys have been up to! Even if it is something small, like how you were at uni and you got totally soaked in the rain because you forgot your umbrella! YUP! I did! Anyway, love you all.

xox Shirley