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Sunday, April 13, 2008 Sunday, April 13, 2008
A Walk Down Memory Lane.

Today was my secondary school's annual Homecoming Day.

Met with Ain and Jannah and went to school together.

Its been ages since I last saw them. *misses*

Entering the school gate bring backs memories.

I was always almost late for school everyday.

And that never change up till today.

Im still late for lectures.

Walk into the school compound.

The parade square where we...
-Hear the principal nag everyday.
-Played sports.
-Sang the National Anthem and the Student Creed.

The toilets where we...
-Spent most of our time at
-We were bullied by the seniors(Apparently one of our friends stole one of their friends' boyfriend)
-Catiously walked out of because the guys are at the water coolers waiting to splash water at us

The library where we..
-Had our English lessons
-Hang out at when our teacher is absent
-Study before exams
-Secretly sms and eat snacks
-Were scolded by the evil librarian

The canteen where we...
-Cut queues
-Ran to as soon as the bell rang
-Sit with our cliques
-Steal glances at the boy we've secretly been crushing on [he came today!and left :( not that i care]
-Gossip
-AND COPY HOMEWORKS

The school hall where we...
-Watch Starwars movies as a post exam activity
-Had our exams
-Acted on during drama festival
-Receive our results and cried.

The classes where we...
-Celebrated birthdays
-Had fun and laughter
-Quarrel with somebody
-And fall in love....

I cant say that it was pleasant.
Nor it was horrible.
I'll say its BITTER-SWEET.
Made enemies.friends.as well as Ehemm(thank god didnt see him there).

This year homecoming was okayokay.
Its the same every year.
It was so had to find can drinks and so we went outside school to buy bubble tea.
Went to the canteen to eat popcorn chicken with cheese.*yummsiness*
Then came Zahirah and HUDA.
I cant say i still hate her.
Well i guess we're cool now.
Manage to talk a little.
Now that I think about it.
We were childish then.
*ADMIT IT*
Yes we were.
If only the hating didnt exist.
Secondary school life would be perfect.

Met the guys outside the hall.
They were performing later on.
They are still playful as ever.
Not that its been a long time since i've met them.
Well i've always been closer to the guys and so we still hang out sometimes.
Wani came late as usual.
Eventhough she live two storeys up away from me.
I never saw her.
Performance was -so-so-.
Home-ed at 4+
Guess i'll see them again one year later.

PS*So much for going out with uknowwho after that.
He never text-ed.*