What else to write? I've given up flaming about the local university entrance thingy, the 'system' (read it slowly with a gruff note, accompanied by the Darth Vader theme), and some morons. Maybe I'll write a flame on some more morons...
Wait, reality check... maybe it's time to review the past, to prepare for the future.
THE CRYSTAL BALL PROPHECY
(Saje. I like the tajuk only, not as if I play with crystal balls for prophecies anyway.)
Been wondering lately about what the future holds for me and my friends. Cos it occured to me that life is about to take on a whole new meaning. Before this, our lives are pretty much mapped out, with no real life changing decisions to make. You simply go to school, study, get good grades, and... yep... cycle repeats. You don't need to worry about how to finance another year in school, or whether your application to study in a secondary school is rejected, or whether local hippies will bash you to mush to voice distaste towards the local government (like they do in Ukraine, or so I heard). Student worries tend to be more like, I don't fren you issues and the like... yeah... whatever. Sigh. I miss school.
Last Saturday there was the Speech Day, and I went back to school for that event, stopping by En Latun's room and told him, "Cikgu, nostalgialah". Again, I saw some friends back in Form 6, and the teachers as well. Well, it was like any speech day, with an unforgetable opening speech (read: lecture) from Mr Yii. I wonder why is he lecturing the parents about ujian tropical and cara-cara belajar efektif when clearly, the students at speech day are already excellent at that? Well, thank you very much for the amusement anyway, sir. After that, I hooked up with a couple of old friends Iqram and Nigel, and went for coffee, and as usual sat around for some time talking about everything under the sun: the UK, the UK-raine, religion, governments, et cetera. Went home after that, and had been thinking about stuff lately. It was really nice to meet friends you haven't seen for so long, and the fun part is, it wasn't as if it was an uncomfortable event. You know sometimes you had to see some friends and there was awful silence and pure boredom... well, this isn't it.
I wonder when again will there be simple coffee moments again? Time flies by so fast, and it seemed like only yesterday that I was in the debates talking about knives and robbers, and oh... gosh... stupid analogies, Taming Sari (ewwww.....) and learning how to pronounce 'necessary'. Backtrack a bit and there was the moments where the '7-1' people and I were around the campsite spending 6 hours over a stupid obstacle course, in the hall laughing at very silly and loud warcries (avocado shit shit pills... grossssss... and ever wonder why toilet bowls are avocado shaped?). Close friends who I laughed at and laughed with, but cried together with. Coffee moments like these where we talk about teenagehood and the fun of it (I wasn't whiny when I was in scouts, Iqram... just a little disagreeable). It's weird how people change, and how sometimes people you'd never get close to suddenly becomes friends with you a little later (Teck Seng, you were a cool jerk in Form 3... no offence). Sadly, some people just come into your life and leave, and scar you for life.
You know, in a few weeks time, many people I know will be leaving to other faraway lands, and who knows if you'll ever meet with them again. The next thing you know about them is when they get married to some old classmate and have 14 kids, or had found the secret to longevity... haha. But I know of some close friends who I'll never leave behind. It's just weird that I'll probably be going away to some distant place where people will stare at me cos I'm a Chinese who can speak English better than Mandarin... and before I even know my mother tongue, I'd to learn some foreign language first... oh... the irony of it all.
I'm glad for a few great friends that I have who had helped me through some really testing heavy-duty shit back in Form 6 and after that. Reminds me to keep in touch with these people more before I leave. Oh yes: I had not been in a plane before, and I had not been to any other countries before (My eyes had been to Singapore across the Tebrau Straits if that's even considered), and suddenly I had to leave, take a 14 hour plane ride to a place thousands of miles away from home...
Leave... I'm beginning to hate that word.
