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Monday, April 16, 2007
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It seems as if it's just yesterday I'm in standard 1, joining other students in SRK St Mary. I still remembered the first time I joined the Standard 1 students. Most of the students there were.. tough.. they weren't crying. They get to cope up with the new surroundings just fine. But not me. I cried and pulled my mum's hand every morning in school until 2 weeks after school re-open. I guess i'm not the person who gets to mix with anyone, anywhere. I'm not pretty like all those teenagers and not popular like them as well. Sometimes, I wish I do. Up til today, I'm already 15, in Form 3, studying in Lodge. Time flies when i tried recalling my past. How time flies when I had to sit for my UPSR and now, facing PMR. Real soon, I'm facing SPM. Can you belive how fast time flies?

Siighs*

I'm afraid of growing up. I'm afraid of living without everyone who have been with me since forever. I felt really greatful having them by my side. Some people have been staying quietly by my side when I'm facing troubles. They never seem to leave me..guess that's what true friends are for? Unfotunately, I never seem to notice them.. I never seem to appreciate them.. I never even take a second to say ' Thank you '. Some kind of friend I am , ey?

When we look back at our past, we'll laugh at it. I still remembered, when I was in Kindergarden, a bestfriend of mine, Khung Ming , accidentally took back my schoolbag. Not only she brought back my bag, she ate my kuih! -.-! Up til today, she's still my bestfriend. Not only that, she's sitting beside me in school . = ) .

We had a good laugh talking about our past. Stella, Khung Ming & I have been friends since kindergarden. We had tonnes of stories to tell. Ah, how much I wish time would freeze. I can't bear to see us splitting very soon. Khung Ming's moving to Green Road next year. Chris might be studying in New Zealand. All seperating from each other.. my bracelets of friendship ... the beads are falling apart... siighs* But, what can I do ? Nothing. All we could do .. is to promise each other to keep in touch. But, will this last? Will our friendship last? ...

After Form 5, after SPM... Most of us would be studying overseas.. Some to Perth, Melbs, Sydney, England, KL, Londan.. all around the world. We won't be staying as 'one' anymore. We won't be sitting in the canteen.. gossiping .. siighs* There won't be any Saturday shopping.. There won't be any concerts we would be going together..

We made promises.. that we would always, ALWAYS keep in touch. Will this last? Will we really be friends forever? Will these promises last forever? Will we keep it? siighs* I really don't know how much time we could stay as we are right now. All I know is.. it isn't enough ...
Let's staay... as friends forever.. let's show others .. the meaning.. of friends forever..


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