Had the privilege to help out for freshmen week as a senior SM. Having our last stint at HMS, the home we grew up in. Even though we didn't have much to do, it was kinda lovely, spending the time with fellow HMS people. Heading games with the freshies who probably will never see us a second time, and the rest with fellow senior SM's.
Even though they weren't the most ideal people I'd like to be with, having pissed me off a couple of times, their good sides still kinda made it worthwhile. Enjoyed the brotherhood of the guys, looking out for one another. The stupidest and wittiest jokes by each of us. Listening to occasionally horrendous yet amusingly soothing acapella at Bel's guitar each night. It's all the simple carefree moments that makes everything so magical, and I'm thankful for that.
A junior commented on how the senior SM's had such diverse personalities yet still come together to form a impactful group as such. I agree, damn right are we different. From all kinds of backgrounds, personalities, and mindsets, we're brought together for a purpose we enjoy and love; and we aren't afraid to show it all. After all, it's the differences that adds vibrance to the palette.

This marks the end of our HMS journey together, with the people and experience of this precious memory. We'll probably head different tracks wherever our dreams take us, but may each and everyone of you be greatly blessed!
More random pics~

Advantages of being small for blind mice

John : Flip the trolley
Pillai : Y SO HEAVY?!
sandcastles by the freshies on day 2

these people are what makes HMS so awesome
Goodbye... :')
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