Eye of the Storm

It's official, ladies and gentlemen, SAMsters of all ages!


Our last day of SAM has come to an end,

With clicks and flashes and cheese and bangs,
we put on smiles and thrust our wangs,
V-shaped fingers fill the air,
bunny ears pop up on Sydney's hair,

With 95% confidence, and CAD too,
The class goes wild, screaming like fools,
"Remember your spare batteries!" says Ms. Doh.
While smiling proudly, stands Mrs. Soh,

Ms. Rajani sighs with tired eyes,
With a smile and a wave she says her goodbyes.
L1 bodyguards escort The Wendy Loo,
As she eats an ice-cream that looks like moo-moo.

Peppercorn is filled with cries of "Jia Sheen!"
The way CY eats, nobody has ever seen.
Econs: Full attendance, Kah Yang too,
But wait, where is Melbourne Loo?

Goodbye SAM, goodbye my friends,
Goodbye D18, and that broken projector screen.
It's 3 p.m now, just when we had enough,
Someone walks in, and finally there is Good Stuff.

Many sleepless nights, even more sleepy days,
Let those memories never fade away.
SAM has expanded our vocabularies,
Dep-preciation, air-rors, and aborigin-knees.

D-11, forget about it.
A-19, that's more like it!
So little to do, yet so much to say.
Less talking, more actus rea.

With clicks and flashes and cheese and bangs,
we put on smiles and thrust our wangs,
My fellow SAMsters, the final test is near,
Prepare yourselves, the eye of the storm is here.

-Gustave Oon, 2008 SAMster

Dedicated to L1 (Elite class) and all my fellow SAMsters out there. Please get lower TERs so my grades will be moderated up. Cheers, Kim and Vic!




Study hard. Study smart. 1 more week to go.

Cheers! =D