Hmmm...should I write about my first day at school yesterday?? Waste my typing effort in stating something insipid & so...ugh?? No, I shouldn't. But then, I shouldn't bore those who think my telling the experience I went through a waste of time & energy. But then again, who the hell cares??

Actually, was kinda contemplating on how the kids are doing back in Surin. Sure miss them a lot. A whole lot. More than my own classmates. Oh, but wait a minute. Heck, I miss my classmates like I would having my tonsils pulled out at the dentist's!! Ironically, we're gonna be doing a round of Xmas-present-exchanging on Friday. Yay...I am soooooo totally lovin' it. Thank God the person who's gift I was gonna get isn't exactly on my hate list. That, I can handle.

I'd rather give my money to those poor kids in Thailand. I know I gotta move on sooner or later but damn...I just wish we had some form of communication so we could keep in touch.

The YEPs are meeting for lunch tomorrow at the atrium at 1pm; don't know if I'm able to make it or not. Currently, I don't have my timetable because I went to retrieve it a moment too late & the whole damn thing disallowed me access.Aaarrrgghh. Hate the school system.

Also meeting up with the Chill Clubberz after school to get Xmas prezzies just like for the class. No, it wasn't us who copycatted my class; in fact it was the other way around. Jan was the one who implemented the idea...

Forgot to update that me & the old gang got together on Sunday for Nur's birthday at East Lagoon to eat dinner. Although it wasn't exactly just us; Nur invited some of her Poly friends & all of us occupied like three-quarters of a whole row. Didn't get to chat much with Nur, only an occassional acknowledgement every now and then. Can't really blame her, though. The girl's got tons of friends. We were only her old secondary school friends.

Anywayz, we left shortly after finishing our food; me, Nini, Fala & Mardiyah kinda walked out of Lagoon half-high, half-drunk with God-knows-what towards the bus stop with the actual plan in mind to hang around at Starbucks. Alas, after we got down the bus, we kinda walked until we reached the interchange & decided to chill at McDonald's instead & had some ice-cream. Pathetic, I know. But we kinda had fun among ourselves; we just a tad disappointed that Nur wasn't able to join us.

I mean, it had been a while since the old gang got together. Heck, even during Ramadhan we didn't break fast together, much less go out together during Raya; Nur had the Sabah trip, Fala had Bangkok & I had Surin plus Bangkok. In a way, we broke our sacred Friendship Rule. Thank heavens for phones; at least we had that to keep in touch.

It's sad, though because we've stuck together for so long & yet to me & Nini, this was the shittiest Raya we ever had. Why?? Because we didn't even go to each other's houses to celebrate the joyous month. And to say we've been friends for almost 5 years?? Don't misread, I love my sec school friends a whole bundle, more than they'll ever know because if not for them, I wouldn't have been half the person I am now.

These bunch of sec school friends were literally my rock back then; they know all there is to know about me, they've seen me at the downest of dumps, the frumpiest of frumps, the nerdiest of nerds & worsest of worsts. And for that, I'm so ever grateful to have known this bunch of people, grateful that none of us forgot how we were before or where our roots were, grateful that we still kept in touch with each other & moderately, if not frequently keep each other updated.

I mean, hey, these are the people whom you grew up with; if you forgot them, there's seriously something wrong with you, yo. You need to get smacked on the head. No one forgets their sec school mates. Period. So yeah, it was a sad thing that we didn't get to visit each other's houses & it's not an okay thing because we've never done that before & this is the very first time. Record-breaking, isn't it?? And ironically we're the ones who stuck together. Sighz...what the heck, right??

Laterz...
Lenny JC