1s02!

history... a wonderful word to capture the memories of the past. Enjoy the story of the famous 02'1S02!

Once upon a time, 12 crazy guys and 10 crazy girls were out there terrorizing their peers in the secondary schools. They had fun, crap around, tell lame jokes, and took their O level examinations. This was their life. However, they still feel that something is missing in their lives.

On a fateful day in March 2002, they sigh in disgust, disappointment, disgrace, disillusion, dis-whatsoever as they discover their postings to the 'friendly neighbourhood college', SRJC. Grudgingly, they trudged to the new college, not knowing what may come about in their possible 2 year stint in this Upper Serangoon Madhouse.

To heck it all off, they realized, "why not I try out for 4-subject combination for science?" Well, not knowing if it will be the right choice to make, they went ahead to do so anyway, in the hectic orientation schedule with crappy OGLs trying their utmost best (or should i say worst?) to keep the Pavo, Delphinus, Scorpius, etc spirit going (if there was one in the first place.)

Alas... the results of the choices came out on the 3rd day of the 'much anticipated' Orientation. Well... they all got into the 2nd best class (or it's always said to be) by the class number 1s02. All were rather excited, not knowing who will be there...

19 members of the class first came together on the following day with their beloved CT, the ever fashionable, uptrend, 'hair'-venly Mrs Suresh. Just as they were attending the ritual lectures of what-is-expected-of-you and let's-get-to-know-one-another tutorials, and suddenly they saw another 2 crappers who joined us. Well, 21 in total. What happened to the last guy?

Zooooooooooom. One sunny morning, the CT rep was again doing his job of head-counting. "19...20...21...22. 22?!?!?!" Ahhahaha... Well, he scanned the line, and sighted a tower sticking out like the petronas twin tower somewhere in front of the line. The 22nd has arrived!!!

As these 22 people settled down in their daily routine of wah-lau-lecture-damn-long-sia and the-tutor-very-irritating-leh curriculum time, these people found themselves in a complementary situation where everyone plays a role. Some detestables, some idiots, some kiasus, and some you-know-whats. Things goes on as usual, not to mention ultra-long lunch periods due to some e-hemm... people who tries to handle their utensils with their legs. Also are in programme are those self-implemented lunch breaks for a roti prata or two before the much dreaded Project Work. Blessed are those walk into Mrs Suresh's class unharmed. Well, even petite people and calm words have a way to terrorize crappers. Effects of it has been more adverse on the male species.

Well, since that day on, they finally found themselves complete, and a purpose to life: to live out the motto of SRJC 1S02... Slack! Relac! Joke! Crap!!!

Alas... one beloved member has left us ever since some day in July... ever since he surrendered under the mercy of Further Mathematics... much to our disillusion... and he still comes back for free Chemistry lessons though. =)

And as we draw near to the end of the year, the inevitable has finally arrived: the decision to merge, split or remain. Just like the odds that are working against us, fate has decided that half the class should drop the much-feared Further Mathematics, much to the amusement of that one smart guy who dropped it earlier. Well, as it goes, the one who laughs last has the best laugh. Argh, how we hate the mechanism of fate. So like any other hormone-raging teenagers, we decided to fight for a merger of the droppers with the neighbouring classes too. So how will it turn out... let's wait till next year for more updates.

So in the meantime... Slack!!! Relac!!! Joke!!! Crap!!!

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