I miss all those time we had and spent just before SPM, you guys. It's true when they say there's nothing like High School. Well, it's true. Out of all the things we have or do in life, you can never repeat High School. Even by all means, the Malaysian Government will never have people entering High School twice, EVER. Repeating SPM is possible but never High School. Like that time when we left school by taxi to Alamanda just to catch a movie but ended up climbing up the school gates to save our lives or the time that we screamed like hell every second it was Asher Book's scene in the Fame, we can never redo that moments again. As much as we hated all those bitter sweet memories we had cheering or fighting, we have to admit those are the highlights of our lives so far. I mean, when will we ever have the chance to be both kids and adults at the same time? They'll never give us any chance as big as 5 years to us anymore for that. Nothing is like us when we're in High School. And all I wanted to say from the first word I've said here is that, I miss you guys. You corky, funny, reckless, amazing and WONDERFUL set of besties that I have and hope to keep forever.
And it sucks so baaaaaaaaaad that I couldn't make it to MAC to see you guys again.
No matter how hard I've tried to hide or ignore the impeccable feeling, I still couldn't.
Well, sorry. Ha ha.
And I'm signing out to finish my title block for tomorrow Technical Drawing second assignment.
Wassalam.
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