Stop, But Don't Stare

Just a heads up: I have absolutely no intention to ever stop blogging, I might be irregular but no - I won't let this blog dwell in eternal slumber. It kinda just means more depressing posts to come, okay.

I'm the type of person who gets less worried towards exams and it's not a good thing. Look at me now, blogging away while a pile of work rests by my desk. How threatening. Oh well, I'm prepared for the worst anyway.

There is something I wanna get off my chest: I really really really miss my friends. and myself.

I anticipated graduation, but right now I'd give anything to go back to last year, to reunite with everyone in school. They say you'll never have friends like high school friends anymore, and that saying is more true than ever. No other friendship can defeat one that has lasted for more than 5 years, that has been through so many obstacles just to stay intact even until seperated. I still love every single fight we've had, every bowl of dessert we shared, every bizarre thing we did in class.

I miss how high school was so hectic.

Everything changed too fast once I've reached here, and it's because of my lack of adaptability that I've had trouble managing myself. I miss having paperwork due everyday, how recess was never recess and I would be forced to practically lodge in the office just to get everything done. I miss how there was always an excuse to skip classes I hated, and that being in class just means hiding under my books and sleep. Sure, it was all panic and stress when SPM was near, but I was happy back then.

And finally, realizing everything has changed too fast and the good old times will never return, I shall continue to reminisce and pray for December to arrive - and never leave again.

Less than a month to go.

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