remember the days where every student in the school tied the same pony hair, or even had the same old lame haircut, wearing the same type of uniforms, the same color and design of shoes, the same from top to toe... that from the outside we look like some robots, or prisoners?
remember the days where everyday is almost the same? the same old routines, day in day out, week in week out, month in month out...... which spells B.O.R.I.N.G?
remember the days, where some teachers took on our nerves that we cursed and swear, orally and physically behind the teachers back, and yet pretending to be the innocent student when the teachers were around??
remember the first time we get a real insight to sex education, (and trust me, it's not from the books, nor the teachers, nor our parents...) where we will group up during free periods and discuss all sorts of nonsense topics, and unexpectedly our curiosity will just eventually lead us towards that kinda topics??
remember the days, where we are so young and silly, where we said all those hurtful stuffs to each other, or even getting ourselves involved in stupid arguments? such as fighting over whose eraser is it?
remember the days u spent in class, where everything else was wandering in ur mind other than the topic that the teacher was teaching?
remember the days where we tried soo hard to keep our eyes open during classes? we even took turns to take a quick nap while the teacher was nagging? and don't forget the pinching and slapping we gave each other to keep ourselves from sleeping?
remember the days, where our exercises books has the same answers? as she copied from her, who copied the one beside the other girl, who then lent her book to the girl at the back, and the one sitting next to it copied the answer, before lending it to me?
remember the day we goofed around? acting like 3 year old kid, even though we're already the big sisters in the school, and the fact that we were the so-called role model for the younger generations?
remember the days, where we used the excuse of having menstrual pains over and over again to prevent ourselves from having to run that 100 meters, or jump that stupid poles, or whatever physical exercises?
remember the day we said our last goodbye, we hugged, we cried?
i let those days passed by, just like that..... never once occurred in my mind that 2 years from then, i would actually miss those days.....
do you still remember?
i do. =)








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