I arrived at my former secondary school gate but the guard did not allow us to drive in. I had to walk in where the weather was extremely hot. When I stepped on the first walkway, memories came by. It was the exact spot where I waited for the school bus everyday for five years. A few girls and boys wearing school uniform passed by and it reminded me of my days with my best friend, Wui Xin. We used to hang out after school and I used to walked to her house which was nearby. Next I passed by the basketball court. I realised that the floor of the court was coloured bright. I used to have PJK session there where guys played and girls do nothing else but chit chatting with my teacher.
I went straight to my sister's class and searched for her book. Her class, 1 Ceria was also my former class. A lot of Form 1 memories came into my mind. I can still remember clearly the situation where Cikgu Zaki teaches us Science. Bih Ju was called Pikachu while I was called Pikachi. Wui Xin cried because Ong poured Teh-C Ping to her hair. I sat beside Dominic where I talked so much and he just listened. All of them happened seven years ago. I realised how old I am now compared to those teenage years. I am not that young anymore. I should be Mature and Independent by now but AM I?

I think being ourself is alright :)
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