BORN

I just love this!

I want to be one of them! :)

STALE

The air I breathe, stale and lifeless. Everything seems to be pale and dark.

Is fear still here? I just can't see it. Maybe it is hiding somewhere, should I find it?

THE LAST PAGE

Dari tadi aku dok nyanyi lagu Graduation tu je...

Today is the last day of SPM, the feeling is unexplainable. Happy entwines with sadness. I really cant focus on the last paper. One by one people, went out. Stay by estrella playing in my mind, I don't want you to go, please stay... I give up and went out as well. I hear screams of freedom, "SPM dah habis..

Things just end like that, people came back home, some without saying a word. No one cried today, happy smiles. We went to the Mcdonalds for a lunch and do crazy stuff since it is the last day that we spent together in the school uniform. It kinda spoiled with all the section 10 school and other people, we would like to have it for our own just for one day.

It was like a reunion, we didn't talk about the future that much, only about the time, present and how to spend it.

We also do crazy things, these moments were begging me for a camera, and at this moment I don't have one.

I bring the book that teacher gave me, since I will not use it anymore. I decided to give everyone to write on it. It was funny when Munir didn't realize that there will be no school next year. He was like,

" Fuck, tahun depan tak sekolah dah kan? Baru aku sedar."

It is okay, we are enjoying ourselves back then. Good laughs, anything we do will end up saying,

" Takpe, last day....."

The farewell was like other ordinary farewell, we say good luck and stay in touch. We went back home and it ends just like that.

Back home, in my room, I open the book and read it. And yeah it touched me deeply, very deeply. Like an arrow pierced into my heart one by one. It is painful when you're realize that the wielder of the bow is no longer there. But I felt alive because the arrows shot were most meaningful. Even just short words, like; " Aku tak tahu apa nak tulis."

It bought me a large impact, I imagine their faces. It was mesmerizing. I didn't realize how much I love you guys till then. I wish there were more people wrote in that book. Because I like it so much. It produce so much inspiration.

In my prayers, I actually felt like crying. For the first time, my tear duct was like beginning to explode. I try to cry but I can't maybe I am too happy, not because SPM is over but the time we spent were like no other. I pray with all my heart for my friends, I want them to be happy as well.

This school, the time that we shared, the lesson that we learned were infinite. The syllabus of life, everything in school was great like Fuck. (okay have to use that as an impression of extreme) The school had done many things, it gave us friends, it gave us precious memories. Although sometimes it is harsh, some people changed along the way but we get back together.

If I'd get the chance, I would so relive this moment again.

Honestly, I am not satisfied. I felt like my time in school wasn't enough. I want more.

Writing this makes me sad and miss you guys so much more.

All the best in life guys, stay in touch okay, don't forget the precious time.

Baru aku sedar kat depan buku tu ada tulis,

" Time is the coin of your life, it is the only coin you have, and only you can determine how it will be spent. "

" Afiq, eventhough the school's done, But we still can meet again, aint?"

" Pasni study elok2 untuk masuk Universiti plak, gooD LUCK."

" I had so many precious memories with you. Classmates since 2004.' (ni aku tanya kau haha). You're one of a kind, and honestly aku suka nak cakap apa2 dgn kau. Share thoughts, etc. ♡ U!

Ingat aku always!"

" We'll meet again someday and reminisce (how do we spell this?) our school moments. and laugh. We wont talk about the weather."

" Well, you're the first for a guyfriend to me, Anyway, thanks for making me laugh and feeling cheerful. "

" Thx tu you, sekarang aku lebih mendalami lagi minat melukis nih. Keep up da good works!!"

" Ya gonna shine! And do great things in life!

" I ♥ BOYS THAT RECYCLE! "

" Be happy 4 who u are, smile always "

" Try to have fun in life man. Life is short so enjoy it as much as you can. "

" Its been so long. that u have been my bestfren, I love u man!! (not gay)"

" Kahwin jgn lupa jemput! Hahahaha"

" Hokhok!! membe dr skola rendah. "

These are extract from The Book. I'll say those are quotes from ordinary people with extraordinary school life. You guys are like no other. And I can't wish it any better.

WE'RE ALL IN THIS TOGETHER, ONCE WE KNOW

THAT WE ARE, WE ARE STAR AND WE SEE THAT.

ONCE A FOURIANS ALWAYS A FOURIANS

WHAT HAPPENS AT SECTION 4 STAYS

IN SECTION 4

MISS

Honestly, I didn't study chemistry at all,..
whenever I open the book I felt uneasy.
In my dreams I've always see the darker side of the future, what if.. your plan doesn't turn out the way they should.

Dzmah said, anything can happen.

I actually giggle in front of the computers, reminiscing the good times that we had. Folder by folder I opened, but in the end they all look stale and lifeless. Maybe it is because the fact that this is ending. I don't understand people who still want school to end fast, didn't they realize what school had done for us? Or maybe we just lucky that we had such good times?

Sigh, this is the time where the bird have to leave the nest.. I'm so gonna miss everything, asslam's joke, trademarks, everything from scratch. I just love hearing stories when they quarrel with the mak cik tandas, or when they complain about the floor of the canteen.

I'm already missing the good mornings that everyone do everyday, I miss guarding the gate during my prefect duty, I miss the school anthem. I miss the moment when my friends ask for homework. I miss the anxiety waiting for teacher not to come. I miss the boys who played takraw at the back, or the gossip girls with their loud mouth. I miss Syara's, Babilah. I miss Bella's busukk, I miss Adzimah pending, I miss Dyrahs chillabro.. I miss all the things from scratch.

We had great times, we have done all things, going to the principle's office, get lectured.

I bet the university days cannot replace these days that we had..

I've also try to look at the past post, and it swallowed me with despair,

It's been a while that I kept asking myself, am I ready? To face the new world. It just as scary imagining it.

But whatever it is, tomorrow is the last day. We can do many things, we can walk backwards, we can pretend it is daylight all the time. We can do whatever we can, but the day is still ending and when the day ends, all we can do is to bid farewell.

GRADUATION

Yay, Picture stock just arrived. I'm longing for a camera. Everywhere I go, magnificent things happen. Especially this upcoming days, final days. Everyone got plans after this, even on wednesday, they plan to start working. I still left behind with no plans. I watch High School Musical 3 again, but this time it hold large sentimental values. Now I feel, what they feel. I like the speech.

BEGIN

There was I standing, scared and feeling sad for no obvious reason. When I was close to tears, I imagine my friends, teachers and all the good times that we shared. It brings me, it awaken me. It gives me the will. I felt really, really happy. I actually giggle reminiscing the plight of our days. There are too many, the laughs, the tears. We were so childish back then. School haven't even ended, and I already miss you guys..

Why must all the good things come to an end. I don't want to breathe the university air just yet. I'd rather spend quality time with my friends than facing the darkness.

A new beginning? the title of my best poem. Such expression only appear on pixels, but the memory we get, was remarkable.

Every story have it's own ending, every movie has it's sequel. The first part of my story will be ending soon, a new moon will rise out. Could there be another new beginning such as these, or is it just another sad ending to a start of a nightmare.

ARRIVAL

Lately, fear came knocking on my door. I thought I'd never see it again. But it came, fear came. It greet me, and lend out its hand longing for a handshake. I had to do it, I had to feel it once again. I hold it's hand firmly, it was cold. Chills running to my spine. My skin turned pale, my red lips fade. My body shook with fear. At that moment I asked god, is this another way of repent. I have no other options but only to let fear in... and I know. Once fear leave, I will bloom into a new leaf.