Sunday, September 11, 2005 || The last days ...
- When I was sitting for my trials last Friday, I glanced around and noted that the whole class was present (Which is an obvious, considering if anyone dares skip an exam, the person'd be me ...), and it hit me. After our last paper, which is EST, on Thursday, we'd almost never see each other again. Because, really, nobody will attend school anymore and opt for home study sessions in preparation for the upcoming SPM.
It's almost the last time we'll all ever be sitting in the same classroom again.
And boy, that does sound freaky. I mean, I'm totally a reckless rebel, the blacksheep of my class, the black among whites ... But still, regardless of how much I despise my school and the whole education system, I'll miss my classmates. Bleh. There, I said it. Because I always felt like I was different from all of them and that I don't belong in the All-Smartasses Science stream, I didn't really manage to bond with everyone in my class. Damn, I believe that I'm still unsure of how to spell some of my classmate's names... It's too bad that the clock is ticking and we'll soon be saying Farewell Forever. I'm sorry that not all of us are good friends, and I'm pretty sure that some of us bear an intense dislike for each other, but we'll still always be members of Science Two '04 and '05, and nothing in the world will ever change that.
Aren't my classmates totally wacky?
Due to the fact that I'm not in class half the time, I can't say much, but I think we've been through a whole lot, together. The mushy tears, sweaty Physical Exercise classes where we were forced to dance the Macarena while running around the filed, bitching about teachers, bitching about each other, gossiping about senseless crushes, discussions of the cute guy one saw at MV ... Ahh. Such interesting memories are playing itself in my head now and I can't seem to wipe this goofy smile off my face.
I know I'm the biggest school-hater there is out there, My school is like Tunku Abdul Rahman, while I'm Chin Peng, and I generally don't have much to say about it, but this time I'll make an exception. :D For all your hyena-like laughter, loud fart jokes and snores, I do love my classmates. Of course, that love is still at a very mild stage, and hasn't been fertilized much. So it's such a waste that we're all saying goodbye so soon, and we fail to realize it! Of course, I can't imagine us bonding over the freaky exam atmosphere, but honestly, I wish someone'd initiate a class party or something. Don't wait till graduation ... A lil' too late, in my opinion, in all the hasty preparations for it. T_T
I guess I will miss them a lot. But of course, I'm extremely hyped up about finally getting to move on to a whole new chapter of my life without being held back anymore. And I truly believe that most, if not all, of my fellow classmates will have extremely successful careers later on in life. Because, well, they have the zest to work hard. Unlike me, who only loves to have a blast and wishes to live an unforgettable life the non-mainstream way. Paiseh, paiseh. I guess I'll feel like such a loser when all my friends are rocket scientists, and I'm still busy finding a safe way to the Bermuda Triangle. But nevertheless, for all that's still in the present:
Our class's yearbook layout, which was done very last minute by me. Paiseh. ^^;;
I wish more of my classmates blog, so I'd be able to see if anyone else is facing any nostalgia about this. But as far as I know, only Wen Che blogs, and a limited few blog in friendster. And for some reason, I don't really like friendster blogs ... I don't know why either. Hehe. Well, that's it, I've satisfied my urges. I hope that I'll be able to get a lot of pictures of school soon, since I lost the whole lot I took while I was doing the layout. *sniff*
