Whenever the topic of high school came up, I always cringe in my seat and feel uneasy. High school left me a sour note due to the fact that it was highly related with the douchebag I was with then.. but now that I think of it, I did have a number of happy days prior to the biggest mistake.
I was a happy adolescent, innocent and a little less mean that I am now. I had the biggest crush on a boy and for what I thought was the longest time of my high school life hahahaha, as well as a few other short-term crushes on some other dudes. I had such a good time being young and single. I had great friends, seniors and classmates. Life was simpler then, everything was. I loved being a prefect, I thought the head boy we had then was the best we've ever had over the four-year period of being a prefect. Yes, I'm talking about you, although I was a tad scared of you back then and I don't know why. I loved spending recess with the seniors (fourth, and then, fifth formers, class of 2004), Izwan and the gang. They were such a fun bunch. Ooh and I loved watching a particular boy from my class right after recess is over while waiting for the next teacher to arrive to class. Haha yeah I sound like a total stalker huh? :P
I had two silly guy friends, my first best guy friends ever, who teased (and tortured) me and told on me! (about the crush omg!) but I loved the silly two. I remember running about the class chasing those two for bullying me. I had a best friend whom I called every single day and spent almost of my first three years of high school with, told every secret to, ate, laughed, joked, played piano and checked out hot seniors with hahaha. I loved cycling about the neighbourhood to see them play football, or maybe bump into that boy on that Vulcan motorcycle. I loved playing baseball with the kids from the block or just hang out in front of their houses and talk. I loved extra curriculum activities, I loved running too hah! I loved the feeling I had when I sang acapella in front of the whole school.
Ahh life was good, and things were great. I was such a happy (thinner) kid.
But time has changed us all, and took us away from each other. Time has changed me.
I made the biggest mistake of my life (regretfully) by being with an airhead. I became, sadly, a lot less innocent and definitely colder. The huge crush ended along with the other minor ones. I learnt things the hard way and things got way complicated. I grew bored of being a slave to the teachers. The seniors left and we lost touch and evidently, there was no boy to look from my class because he left too. I haven't seen my two silly boys for the longest time and I hardly know, speak to and see the girl that was once my very best friend. I stopped cycling and going out of the house altogether and then I grew fat, and ugly(ier). And sadly enough, the boy with the Vulcan died.
We grew up, we got busy that we forgot about each other and we lost touch.
But for what it's worth, I'm happy and thankful that you were a part of my life, from the smallest of ways to the biggest, and I'm still happy, even though things may not be the same now. If it wasn't for you lot, I'd be hating high school altogether, but luckily for me, I had you.
Thank you for being there. Even if you think you didn't do much, or played a role in my life, you did. Thanks for the memories, dear friends. I wish you well, wherever you are. Thank you.
And who knows, I'll see you soon then :)
Love,
me.
I was a happy adolescent, innocent and a little less mean that I am now. I had the biggest crush on a boy and for what I thought was the longest time of my high school life hahahaha, as well as a few other short-term crushes on some other dudes. I had such a good time being young and single. I had great friends, seniors and classmates. Life was simpler then, everything was. I loved being a prefect, I thought the head boy we had then was the best we've ever had over the four-year period of being a prefect. Yes, I'm talking about you, although I was a tad scared of you back then and I don't know why. I loved spending recess with the seniors (fourth, and then, fifth formers, class of 2004), Izwan and the gang. They were such a fun bunch. Ooh and I loved watching a particular boy from my class right after recess is over while waiting for the next teacher to arrive to class. Haha yeah I sound like a total stalker huh? :P
I had two silly guy friends, my first best guy friends ever, who teased (and tortured) me and told on me! (about the crush omg!) but I loved the silly two. I remember running about the class chasing those two for bullying me. I had a best friend whom I called every single day and spent almost of my first three years of high school with, told every secret to, ate, laughed, joked, played piano and checked out hot seniors with hahaha. I loved cycling about the neighbourhood to see them play football, or maybe bump into that boy on that Vulcan motorcycle. I loved playing baseball with the kids from the block or just hang out in front of their houses and talk. I loved extra curriculum activities, I loved running too hah! I loved the feeling I had when I sang acapella in front of the whole school.
Ahh life was good, and things were great. I was such a happy (thinner) kid.
But time has changed us all, and took us away from each other. Time has changed me.
I made the biggest mistake of my life (regretfully) by being with an airhead. I became, sadly, a lot less innocent and definitely colder. The huge crush ended along with the other minor ones. I learnt things the hard way and things got way complicated. I grew bored of being a slave to the teachers. The seniors left and we lost touch and evidently, there was no boy to look from my class because he left too. I haven't seen my two silly boys for the longest time and I hardly know, speak to and see the girl that was once my very best friend. I stopped cycling and going out of the house altogether and then I grew fat, and ugly(ier). And sadly enough, the boy with the Vulcan died.
We grew up, we got busy that we forgot about each other and we lost touch.
But for what it's worth, I'm happy and thankful that you were a part of my life, from the smallest of ways to the biggest, and I'm still happy, even though things may not be the same now. If it wasn't for you lot, I'd be hating high school altogether, but luckily for me, I had you.
Thank you for being there. Even if you think you didn't do much, or played a role in my life, you did. Thanks for the memories, dear friends. I wish you well, wherever you are. Thank you.
And who knows, I'll see you soon then :)
Love,
me.
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