OOO...That is the only thing i could say, had lunch with mami @ Soto Bunut, o man got addicted with that place. Hehe. Okay we actually exchanging gossips about our life and what had happened since we last met. But since i text him yesterday, that we went to our old high school (again!!). He was quite bumped to heard (read) my message. Since he has nothing to do the whole day. If Mami was there thing could got out of hand and definitely more fun.
But what different yesterday was, we got the chance to stroll around and sipped in the memories. All the memories, thing has changed since we've gone, the hostels was really renovated, a bad taste but fully functional, Hello bathroom in every rooms, thats a bonus. but there are still few fixes that needs major attention, and as we know it vandalism never dies.Man thought that students now are more mature (what ever, that's crap)
Seen the classrooms, hey my old classrooms, since my classmates never change since Form 1, we're pretty tight.Remembered all the magazines i brought to school and some of them were confiscated by the teachers (there might be still in their drawers, haha ).
The first time we're visit was the Longkang that crawl through; just wanted to go have fun at the Pekan, just could believe it myself, it was pretty deep and just how could a maybe a 3 or 4 feet tall child got in and crawl out. Amazing thing had happened, sound impossible but it did happened.
When got home i just wanted to take out the mamy photograph that i took and look through it ones more and relive the moment.
For sure time definitely didn't wait for us, the only thing we could do is Lepak at someone's house, have a tea or coffee with snacks-of course and talked all day and night, Pillow Talk moment.....(So when is it?)
But what different yesterday was, we got the chance to stroll around and sipped in the memories. All the memories, thing has changed since we've gone, the hostels was really renovated, a bad taste but fully functional, Hello bathroom in every rooms, thats a bonus. but there are still few fixes that needs major attention, and as we know it vandalism never dies.Man thought that students now are more mature (what ever, that's crap)
Seen the classrooms, hey my old classrooms, since my classmates never change since Form 1, we're pretty tight.Remembered all the magazines i brought to school and some of them were confiscated by the teachers (there might be still in their drawers, haha ).
The first time we're visit was the Longkang that crawl through; just wanted to go have fun at the Pekan, just could believe it myself, it was pretty deep and just how could a maybe a 3 or 4 feet tall child got in and crawl out. Amazing thing had happened, sound impossible but it did happened.
When got home i just wanted to take out the mamy photograph that i took and look through it ones more and relive the moment.
For sure time definitely didn't wait for us, the only thing we could do is Lepak at someone's house, have a tea or coffee with snacks-of course and talked all day and night, Pillow Talk moment.....(So when is it?)
So I won't give up
No I won't break down
Sooner than it seems life turns around
And I will be strong
Even if it all goes wrong
When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe
Someone's watching over me
Seen that ray of light
And it's shining on my destiny
Shining all the time
And I wont be afraid
To follow everywhere it's taking me
All I know is yesterday is gone
And right now I belong
To this moment to my dreams
No I won't break down
Sooner than it seems life turns around
And I will be strong
Even if it all goes wrong
When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe
Someone's watching over me
Seen that ray of light
And it's shining on my destiny
Shining all the time
And I wont be afraid
To follow everywhere it's taking me
All I know is yesterday is gone
And right now I belong
To this moment to my dreams
To Pisang, Mami, Kuntum and maybe Sunardi, had fun during high school and my favorite moment was, meeting you guys and accepted me as your friend.
Sniff2, Isk2...tear on my checks....
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