Moments

So, this is the thing I wanted to write about all day. I was supposed to write somewhere this afternoon but I didn't get a chance to write it since the lappy's battery is dying. What do you see through out 2014 generally? As for me, simple. Ever lasting memories of me with me friends hangout in class or somewhat places around Kangar. Just to be frank, I hadn't been out so much because the 'plan' was pretty out of hand. When my parents wanted to pick me up at that certain time, they will pick me at that certain time. So not much hanging out but when I had the chance...heh, why not kan?

(hanging out with them is a very nice way to waste time actually, you sit down, gossiping-haha-, tell stupid inside jokes, and have a nice hot, soul-comforting meal under the shades of who knows what tree/big tree ;p)

After four days of  long-enough orientation program, we were separated into different classes. I mean, as students, you know, you go to own class. Pfffffttt...talk about the first hour of being with your 'high school' mates. Fast forward three months later, we were kinda okay. It only took one hella of a fight to get the real things settled up. I am not here not to boast my position as a vice class monitor, but as a very concern member of the class 4H. This is because a few years back some teachers might have downgraded this class for who-knows-what reason. Basically, I do not know. 

It was Saturday. So there was this cheering-your-classroom-with-nice-and-beautiful-things day and yeah, I brought some things. A few long hours into the decorating and stuff (I was already prepping myself to go home), and then all hell broke lose. I started shouting at him(will not tell his name) asking where he went? and he replied he went marching. the reason he gave was acceptable. Bro, you could have just tell someone that you're going to a marching practice. So I was kinda embarrassed, I cried and then I go home. Delightfully enough, drink some 100 Plus on the way home. Cheery carbonated cheers to that - 2013.

(At the end of that year, I told them, "Kita kan family!") - because why not! We're really, really close if I to say it so myself. We had bonded.

In 2014, it was delightful. Some of my classmates told me that they went on an early breakfast at Juliana, early lunch at Shala Pizza and so many stuff that they did. Most of them, I think eating :p I was missing all of the action, of the lame yet very advising jokes, and all of the selfies. UH! Hanging with these guys are so therapeutic. All in all, basically, in 2014, it was all about friendship. How far it will last?One more thing, they always had a midnight conversation session in class's Whatsapp group. SO GRATEFUL IT'S STILL ON! The friendship stuff. There was a little bit of highs and lows. The surprising thing was, during SPM, the group was on. Trying to help each other getting through tough questions and things that I didn't know for myself.

(This class does not have any groups or gang)

Memories must not die.

Cheers to that