Overrun by emotions.
Going into the week, I was having the usual feelings. "Let's get this week over with." Then I remembered that Wednesday is going to be the last high school day of my life. -not counting the 8 days of papers- , but still, I had no special emotions. I was like, "meh, another day. another end."
Fast forward to Wednesday, today, I woke up a bit rushed. Got to school as usual, put my bag in the class, and went out and hang around with the lads. Then we were told to group up on the court and all that SPM things. - pause - It's been awhile since I wrote something like this. Or something in fact. And I'm not feeling too well tonight. So please, forgive the English, terrible grammar and such. kthanks. And all that stuff continued through recess. And it was then that it hit me.
Sitting at the table I've been sitting on with Wan Teng , Hanson , Chee Kong and the gang, I can't help but think. This will probably be the last time that we're on this table together. The only chance of that happening is during February or March when we come to take our results back. With that realisation, feelings came to me. It hit me. I don't want to leave these people. As much as I despise people in general, I love these particular group of people. And by "these group of people" I mean the people that I hang out with. The ones that I spent all my time with. The ones that I will continue to spend time with.
Got into the Angsana class of Form 1, I made friends with Darren , Chee Kong and Hanson to name some. And fortunately, 5 years on, I'm still friends with them. But that's only because we're in the same school. Will the same thing happen after this year just as it happened 5-6 years ago? I hope not.
Another year on, 2010.
Arguably the best year I ever had. 2 Cempaka is still the best class. I felt. Everything just felt perfect. Every pieces fit perfectly in the puzzle. Like nothing was wrong. I had the best of the best-est friends. Basically, no words can describe my feelings for this class and the people I met from it.
3 BR wasn't bad. But it wasn't great either. It was just meh. I guess leaving 2010 and 2 Cempaka hit me hard. After that, I felt totally different. Something just left me and it changed me.
4 and 5 Jasmin.
I love this class. A lot. But probably not as much as 2C. But , I still have much love for this class. Everyone's so different but everyone's so one. Get what I mean? Sure you don't. I'm weird. I don't know. It's the type of things that you enjoy and like but you don't really have any reasons for it. I didn't realize how much people love this class until I was talking with Win San on Monday. He explained that he really like this class. I guess I was happy with that.
30 October 2013
Last day of school.
Loads of photos being taken. I'm taking this a bit too far. But I love my friends.
They made me realize what happiness is.
Well, initially I wanted to put up a slideshow of the pictures I took with today from Bev's , Darren's , Wei Xiang's and Wan Teng's photos. Oh I can't get the damn thing to work. Oh well.
Fast forward to Wednesday, today, I woke up a bit rushed. Got to school as usual, put my bag in the class, and went out and hang around with the lads. Then we were told to group up on the court and all that SPM things. - pause - It's been awhile since I wrote something like this. Or something in fact. And I'm not feeling too well tonight. So please, forgive the English, terrible grammar and such. kthanks. And all that stuff continued through recess. And it was then that it hit me.
Sitting at the table I've been sitting on with Wan Teng , Hanson , Chee Kong and the gang, I can't help but think. This will probably be the last time that we're on this table together. The only chance of that happening is during February or March when we come to take our results back. With that realisation, feelings came to me. It hit me. I don't want to leave these people. As much as I despise people in general, I love these particular group of people. And by "these group of people" I mean the people that I hang out with. The ones that I spent all my time with. The ones that I will continue to spend time with.
Will I ever see them again? Not everyone will walk the same path. Some will take a path closer to home, some would love to fly over the seas. Me? I certainly am the latter. But will that happen? I doubt so. Will they leave though? I don't know. I just wish whatever for whatever that makes them happy. Because, they're the one that made me realize what happiness is and was. Without them, I wouldn't be like the person in the picture. I would be a totally different person.
Rewind back to 2007, I didn't realize what a big thing migration was. well, if you call moving from one state to another migration, and my friends didn't realize it too, or they just think that I'm a fucked up piece of shit that they're glad gone, I / they didn't made any effort to keep in touch with them. I only talked to one or two of them since then. And in the first year I'm here, in Yuk Chai, I was alone. My awkwardness and slight anxiety meant that I couldn't made friends easily. But fortunately, friends such as Lulu and Jeannie made me felt happy a little bit. And I wasn't so lonely after all. But once again, after the year ends and we all left for high school, we got separated and we, at least I, didn't made any effort to keep in touch. But, this was better than the year before. I still talk to them once in awhile.
High School.
Got into the Angsana class of Form 1, I made friends with Darren , Chee Kong and Hanson to name some. And fortunately, 5 years on, I'm still friends with them. But that's only because we're in the same school. Will the same thing happen after this year just as it happened 5-6 years ago? I hope not.
Another year on, 2010.
Arguably the best year I ever had. 2 Cempaka is still the best class. I felt. Everything just felt perfect. Every pieces fit perfectly in the puzzle. Like nothing was wrong. I had the best of the best-est friends. Basically, no words can describe my feelings for this class and the people I met from it.
3 BR wasn't bad. But it wasn't great either. It was just meh. I guess leaving 2010 and 2 Cempaka hit me hard. After that, I felt totally different. Something just left me and it changed me.
I love this class. A lot. But probably not as much as 2C. But , I still have much love for this class. Everyone's so different but everyone's so one. Get what I mean? Sure you don't. I'm weird. I don't know. It's the type of things that you enjoy and like but you don't really have any reasons for it. I didn't realize how much people love this class until I was talking with Win San on Monday. He explained that he really like this class. I guess I was happy with that.
30 October 2013
Last day of school.
Loads of photos being taken. I'm taking this a bit too far. But I love my friends.
They made me realize what happiness is.
Well, initially I wanted to put up a slideshow of the pictures I took with today from Bev's , Darren's , Wei Xiang's and Wan Teng's photos. Oh I can't get the damn thing to work. Oh well.
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