The Last Day of the First Month of the Year

Hari yang penat, what day wasn't? Pagi pegi hantar some borang kat putrajaya for sumone, kelas at 2-5. 2 klas sebenarnya. I always promised myself yang I'd bawak a bottle of mineral water to class, tapi selalu lupa. My hubby just got interesting news, not that itu ada kaitan dengan my posts today.

I had an sms from an old, dear friend, Muria who is in SP right now. That was a pleasant surprise because the last I heard about her was that dia kat Sarawak, Kota Samarahan. Dah more than a decade tak jumpa...but at least SP is more manageable than KS, for me to drive that is. The point that I am trying to make is this, kita ni hidup by some sort of time-markers. Muria represented one time-mark. The time I had during Muria-time back in my college days was one of the most laid-back, stress-free, funny time in my life. I am old enough to remember it, compared to say events when I was in Standard 4? It was tough, life as a student...but it was more simple. My worries were how many classes I missed, where to get the notes from the classes I missed, what's for lunch...do I have money for lunch...or something similarly mundane. Now, well now is a different story. It has it's own perks but it has gotten more intricate...I am happy as it were, I do not want to turn back time. It is just nostalgia, I suppose..like when you chanced upon an old photo that brought smile to your heart, or a plaque that thanked you for your participation in an event that seemed so grand at that time but a little weird now...All in all, those were happy thots. I am blessed that I have all these memories with me..and I'd like to thank all my friends where ever you are...for helping me make all those memories. This one goes to you too Rezza in Kuala Selangor...see in my lower secondary school, a boarding type, they would have two people sharing a double-decker bed, Rezza was my double-decker bed pal.., my first encounter of lower secondary friendship. It has been fun..