Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Seventeen-gonna-be

Well, basically if I don't blog for a few months, that indicates I am very busy.

Nah, just kidding, I've never been so busy that I don't have time to on my computer. I hope someday I do have this kind of situation, because it sounds very cool.

" Hey why I don't see you on Facebook recently?"

" Because I have at least 10 meetings to attend every day. Can you hold on for a while? I have to answer phone. Hello? Oh yea, 7 o'clock. No, that's not right. *2nd phone rings* Can you wait for me? *answers 2nd phone* Hello? No, I have meetings, I'm free next year."

"..... See you next year."

Haha, just kidding. I don't like that kind of lifestyle. I would die because of the radiation.

So, let's talk about my form 5 life. It's still as hectic as it should be, tuitions and homeworks. But somehow I don't feel like to end my high school life larh, I will definitely miss it.

You don't have chance to scream about in the class when you know the fact that teacher isn't coming. (Uh, I practically thank god when I know my malay teacher isn't coming. =P)

You don't get to know friends that will stick to you whenever you go if your classmate is changing every day.

You don't have chance to anticipate the school reopen day to see your friends!

You don't have MONTHS of holidays.

You don't have classmates screaming to sing the birthday song to you!

You don't get thrilled when it's 10.25 every day.

You don't have bell ringing.

You don't have assembly.

No negaraku.

Anymore.

Well, we can't expect to stay in form 5 just because you love the things above, we still have to move on.

I am writing this it's just because I don't like the fact that we have to change the way we live in our life. The process of moving on can be a hard task when you love yearning and remembering the past a lot.

And I think I am not an love-to-attend-gathering person. I assume I am not. Because I don't see my brothers and sisters attend gathering ever since they left the school.

LOL.









Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Passer By II

Things just get back to normal, and I don't feel want to think or speak about it. I feel that I was a passer-by, went through their life, and then continue carry on my life. Everything back to square one, and that's what I had expected and decided at once when things happened. Delete me. Or maybe forget me. =)