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Dalila said I had this knack of posting up things that make people cry.

Nah, it’s just how I really feel about some stuff, which I feel very weird to telling people because I know I’ll end up in tears.

Like today, during English, I cried like nobody’s business, it wasn’t even an affair to cry about but after a few months of being together with this bunch of special people I feel so emotionally connected to them.

English is the only class where I know all of my classmates by name.

Weird eh? It’s like Mr Thomson is the big daddy of ours. He’s the nut and bolts of us.

I’m seriously going to miss English. It’s a wonder that in just several months in this college, that I feel our bonds were much, much stronger than I was in my previous school.

14 years of my life in that school but during graduation I didn’t even shed a tear.

And now, we’re not even leaving yet, why are we so sad?

English was always a pleasurable experience.

I really never thought I would even like English because I remember it as one of the most boring classes at the start of my college years, but as time goes by mr Thomson has made it extremely bearable and enjoyable for us.

I’m so easily attached to someone, so leaving everyone would be an agony.

I would really miss Chinatown canteen area people even though I don’t go down that often anymore. They’re the sweetest bunch of people I’ve met and don’t let anyone doubt that. Remember that we used to sit at the pathetic corner during lunch EVERYDAY because the school wasn’t facilitated enough! Thanks for all the sweets, chocolates, words of encouragements, lame jokes etc. You guys made my college years fun!

I would also really miss the block C locker people for comforting me at my so-called hard times. Showing me chocolates to cheer me up, SHOWING ONLY and not treating me because they know I need to keep my figure. And thanks for all the company.

Biology class would be missed. Me bullying people and changing their Malay names into Chinese names and them not treating me like an outcast. And even though I don’t speak to most of them, but I will always remember them.

I feel most guilty while talking about math class because I don’t know 3/4^th of them!!

I’m sorry! But math classes with the maths class people are enjoyable except on HOT THURSDAY NOONS!!

I would even miss chemistry classes where I had to withstand the racist ordeal that mr oscar would give me almost every lesson!! I would really miss mr oscar with his big tummy and his Friday extra classes!

I would also miss fizzah extremely. She’s the babe who has all the same classes with me. ALL!! Imagine that! Lucky I don’t hate her, if not the experience would be grueling. Fizzah is the super nice woman who has expensive hugs and gives it ONLY when she has the moods. And her hugs are really sick-curable. I really enjoy her company and her stupid Chinese jokes. I will always be her so-called ‘ best Chinese chika’ =)

And of course not forgetting eas classes. There’s dalila, adlina , mas dino, fizzah, hazmi and everyone else. Im really going to miss English! We’re ickle beans turned beanstalks and mr Thomson is jack!

I will really treasure the moments we had together, bitter or sweet. And eventhough my college years were without wendy and cr but they were brilliant and if anything could make these years better, it’ll be the presence of those two.

谢谢你们在我生命留最美的痕迹 – thanks for leaving such a wonderful mark in my life.