I've been in my college for a week. I ain't making many friends here. I have taken 5 subjects, because that's what my course ( AUSMAT ) requires me to do. Those are Econs, Business, Accounts, English and simple Maths.
I go to college by using LRT. Every week day morning, I wake up at nearly 6:45 a.m and get ready to college. To me, everyday is not easy. Go and back by using LRT needs 1 hour and 10 minutes. So, I actually spend 1 hour plus every day sitting / standing in the train cab.
It isn't easy for a science student to take art subjects. After two years of studying mostly all kind of basic science in my high school, switching to art subjects produces lots of question marks in my head. All I do in every lesson is that keep my eyes on the lectures' notes that my lectures put on the slides. I'm pretty scared that I would miss a part of them, because almost all my lectures said that the textbooks themselves aren't enough to pass my exams. Well, I paid more and more attention.
I'm a bit introvert without my twinnie. What's worse is that I always have no confidence in my English. Well, college language is English. Fear and low confidence scares my bravery to speak English, that's why I barely talk to anyone in my class. And, yes, this is the killer fact of which I'm always alone in the cafeteria in my college while my sister is having her sciences lessons.
I walk back to KL central so as to take train back to my housing area train station with my sister. Every time on board in the train while going back home, I talk nonstop to my sister about every bit piece of what I've encoutered for that day. She does the same too. That's called 35 minutes.
Of course, I passed by Taman Paramount train station everyday as that's the train station before my housing area train station. What I do for every time is that I look outside the glass clear window and see the housing area of Taman Paramount. I can't forget what my sister and I did last December, we secretively jogged to my best friend + my closest ex classmate's house. We did that so as to suprise her. Well, she then brought us to the park nearby the train station, Taman Paramount. We talked about something normal and a bit useless. But I enjoyed that. This funny thing I had done always flashback in my mind whenever I passed through that. All I can do in the train cab is that, staring and tearing in heart.
Here comes Taman Bahagia ( my housing area train station ). Before the train stops, it passes by my ex-school, SMK Taman SEA. I spent 5 years of my life being a student of this school. One word to describe, AMAZING. I never thought that this school would bring me so much nostalgia effect in my heart while I was a freshman in this school. Three years of junior years made me a strong person. Despite that, I became a dependent person. I depended a lot on my friends. I didn't know I was so dependent, until now, this state, as a freshman in my college without laughing and knowing me friends, I just realised graduating from my ex school meaning that those I depending on are not going to be a side with me, pretty sad to say, for maybe the next years of my life would be years of absence of them. I just realise that's the reason why I'm using tissue to wipe my tears now.
5 Angsana, was my class name. Getting in an A class was stressful, because all my classmates were smart, hardwroking and academically blessed. Not only that, being as one part of them made me felt like I was never good enough, which this later made me a many A- student, but not straight Cs students.
Came to co-curriculum, class 5 A never failed to loss it's presence in the school. I had a lot of clubs and uniforms' presidents classmates. Though they were always busy in their stuffs, they never neglect their time studying and bonding with the other classmates. One word to describe them, AWESOME.
We have had a Whatapps group which normally people will think we, young people will use that as a way to chit chat, talk about life and stuffs. If you have that sort of thinking, well, you are wrong. We did discussion about questions that we didn't understand. And hoped for the best explanation so that all of us could score well in SPM, even discussed for 2 hours.
Why am I writing this sort of thing? I feel like I am like an old lady remembering her past and youth time. I should stop here.
If you are reading this, please don't laugh at me, because I'll feel sad.
If you do laugh at me, well, I will pray for you so that I can still continue to love you without hatred.
God guides me throughout my life. I really thank Him for such a wonderful plan that he has for me. Not to forget my dearest ex- teachers, they didn't only teach me how to survive with my knowledge, they also taught me how to survive with a good attitude and well being.
Thanks for reading ;)
Thank you 5 A/2014 classmates, you are a piece of my memory which I'm dying to experience it again and again.
Elisa
* always cry with little things
* I'm not doing this for fun or memorial, I'm doing this because that's what I feel right now.
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