One of the contributing factors to my decision to get into ACS(I) was because as a tween, ( P6 ) There was this period of time where my mom will constantly drive pass this huge campus surrounded by greenary and expressways. There will be this huge gate where students will exit from. The surrounding roads are usually plagued with traffic jams so my mom will usually get stuck amongst the sea of bread and butter too. The radio then was tuned to 98.7f.m. ( I listen to 91.3 f.m. now ) and I'll be curled up at the front seat, enjoying the air-con, music and looking out of the window. The school catches my attention always. There will be a bus-stop nearby and JC students streaming out of the gate and into the bus-stop or down the other pathways. I was the one sitting in the car. Watching them. I do recall the happy faces. The fresh clean green-ish environment. The peaceful-ness and elite-ness of it all. Maybe elite isn't the right word. It's hard to place really. That effervescent feeling that bubbled up everytime I passed by. That relaxed bliss. I have no idea why but it seems like I was always under the impression that that campus was Anglo-Chinese Independent. I was wrong. Anglo-Chinese wasn't surrounded by greenary and roads. Anglo-Chinese hadn't even admitted girls then. I realised that recently when my parents blessed me with a drive passed my ultimate aim - ACS(I).
The campus that I saw. It wasn't ACS. I have a sinking suspicion that it was Hwa Chong. ACS(I). RI (JC). It's there or nowhere...