I miss my younger years...

I just finished reading Qissu's blog. It wasn't much like high school blogs anymore.
It was more of life surounded by books of engineering and the plans made for the semester break at MMU.

Somehow I found myslef browsing through old posts: back in 2006, 2007...
Posts by Qissu when we re 16 and 17 years old. Now we are 19. Gosh. How much time has travelled. I feel bad. Really bad for not being able to make up the missed moments with my classmates and schoolmates. I miss them dearly: I now realise that.

If I could just have one final moment, just one. I wish to turn back time to the last day of SPM. It's still crystal clear in my mind. Mirza was going round in our D'Aneka canteen, passing his marker pens and prefect shirt for us to sign. Syu was busy taking pictures. Me and Syasha. We were just standing and talking. That was the best thing ever.

*Just a word of advice to fresh school leavers out there: Don't you dare lose contacts with your schoolmates. You'll never know what's gonna happen to them. They won't even know what's gonna happen to you. Just keep in touch. Yeah, easier said than done when one of you gets flown away all the way to Australia or New Zealand. But try to make an effort to meet up as often as you can. It won't hurt to make an effort...

I made my mistake for ... ditching my schoolmates. Perhaps, that's the most suitable word I could think of. I made that mistake 2 years ago. When I was 16. I made that mistake of leaving my schoolmates behind on 13th Dec 2007. It was Prom night. That was the last time I saw each and every of my '07 batch. I miss all of you.

Hell yeah, sure. We bumped a couple of times at Syed, 7 Eleven, or maybe even Subang Parade. But I miss seeing all of us in school uniforms...

I miss the Monday mornings I had to stand in front of the students for coming late, for having my long fringe, for not having my school badge sewn on, for wearing my bright green socks to school instead of white...

I miss the weekly meetings. Setia Club, Gemala Magazine, Kadet Remaja Sekolah. I was considerably active. I had major breakouts back in school for the peer pressure of datelines and meetings and trying to get everything synchronized. Truly active in those 5 years of high school.
But now, 2 semesters: 6 months in MMU, I don't even belong to any clubs or societies here. The feeling is differnt compared ot school. It's not as welcoming as it used to be in school. Sometimes it feels as if you're facing the music all by yourself...

And damn right, I'm no ready for the music alone.


Do you remember what it felt like when the bell rang at 10 AM? Yeah.. Rehaaaatttt! Lol. Prefect would leave the class 5 minutes earlier for thier duties. Some teachers might scold them for leaving early.

Then again, the bell rang at 1.01 PM. It was time to go home. Remember how crowded the "kaki lima" was and how freakishly hot it was in the afternoon to walk back home? (for some of us had busses, cars and bicycles waiting) Some even had their cars by then. Lol.

By 3 PM some of us might even see each other again at tuition classes. Lol. Same thing repeats the next day. It was routine. It was a habit. We got used to the rules. We got used to the habit. But we never got enough of each other-dear schoolmates..