Day passes swiftly without any mercy. Without waiting. Burden by burden lifted, another step towards the darker side of life. The darkside which dependable on us to brighten it.
I like finish papers early and hanging out by the open hall. Those smiles, those laughter. Will I see or beheard it again. Will there be people like Asslam in the next phase, will there be 'pending' ,'busuuk' or 'chillah bro' echoing through the corridor. Will I see those smiles again, will we meet each other again? Those bright green clothes that you wear, will the green last or will it fade to gray...
Around 3 or 4 papers, then we will bid farewell. Imagine when we step out of the school on the last day. Thoughts will start roam in your mind and tell you that you will never set foot here again. Not anymore.
A long sigh and it is the end. Just like that.