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Saturday, May 30, 2009

I Miss

Zat's post made me have a wistful desire to the times of yore. I don't really like changes but like Tupac said (an inspirational source indeed) "Things'll never be the same. That's just the way it is .Aww yeah"

Here are just some of the things I miss. Its sort of a chronological order thingie. Like from SJI days to NS.

I miss the times when I was in 2e4 with Zat and we would have loads of fun. The camaraderie in the class nots greats ah. Nots nots.

I miss the times when we were penniless and broke. We would all combine our cash and just have enough money to get the Oreo pack and Maom. The rationing exercise in the bus will forever be etched in my mind. Oh and how Zat stole an extra oreo. And how he got me to steal the last one.

I miss the times when we decided on buying a big gulp cos all of us wanted to drink but we could not get our own individual drinks. ( I make us sound like paupers.)

I miss the times when I was on crutches and we took cab everywhere. We would then proceed to recall and laugh about the above two points.

I miss the times when Takraw was the in thing. From Zat winning two consecutive gold medals, Is winning all 3 different medals, Nas showing how good he is with the ball, Mus in his legend mood and Suff jumping with his eyes close and heading to god knows where. And Tanduk Setan.

I miss the times when we would fight over 'minor' issues but then be ok after a game of takraw.

I miss the times when we used to settle major disputes by pulling each other's hair like girls. Catfights.

I miss the times when Suff professed to the world that he will never be subjugated to modern technology and never get a handphone. Calls would be made from payphones at Fareast and other parts of town.

I miss the times when Suff had a proper functioning handphone. With his Handphone gone, calls would be made from payphones at Fareast and other parts of town.

I miss the times when Mus would chase me and Nas around (its not Nas and I). Nas and I would start running and hiding behind pillars to try to get away from Mus.

I miss the times when the only word to describe my friendship with Mus was "tumultous". From weilding Swiss army knives and shouting at street soccer courts. Attempts (Yup attempts. Lev Yashin BABE. haha) at own goals.

I miss the times when meeting Zat would constitute going to the beloved traffic light.

I miss the one and only time Zat came under my block to get a certain Pokemon guide book.

I miss the times when the only thing I was worried about was trying to catch a certain girl on a bus at 6.32am or 2.22pm.

I miss the times when Aizat would actually wake up at 6am and accompany me to Phoenix LRT.

I miss the times when Nas and I were in Ugama class, talking about certain sisters, baduts and kuburs.

I miss the time when I would not cower in fear before I shake Nas's hand.

I miss the times when me and Nas would play pool to decide on the leadership of the 17th Convention.

I miss the times when Suff's vivid depiction of World War 1 would involve having Tanglin CC as its backdrop.

I miss the times when being Suff's friend would mean getting scolded by teachers, for reasons like not wearing socks, giving hi-5s in the library and not wanting him to spend time with a certain Chemistry bitch.

I miss the times when we play laser quest and how Zat would hold my gun and start kicking me. The rest, if they were around, will then fire at me to get free points. Friendship at its best.

This one is a bit out of the timeline but I just have to say this.

I miss the times when I coud sit at home, minding my own business, talking to Zat about anything, like Coldplay songs and not be called a "Muka Merepek". Thats just me ah. Remember, sitting at home, minding my own business. Not doing anything to anyone. Just sitting at home.

Well back to studying.

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