Memories

I became a chauffeur for my parent in sending my niece as she was enrolled into a boarding school in the North of Selangor. Ironically, this school was the one school that I am so eager to go visit when I was one year older than her age. Not because this school was famous for its academic nor sports accomplishment, but because some of my friends moved into this school.

I was accepted to go to this another boarding school in Perak. At that time, the school that my niece is going, it didn't finish its construction until the next year. But they were already accepting the students. As the result, their students stayed in my school until the official opening in the later year.

So, I got this one crush, Mr A who was in this one room. I was quite closed to all the other room's members (and very close to this one person, who is fat, but I guess maybe I was using him actually) but for some reason, I can't really "get" to be close to Mr A. I mean I can strike a conversation with others but to Mr A, I become awkward, feeling blushed and only able to laugh at his jokes, even if it was a lame jokes.

We have nothing in common.

There was this one time when we were sleeping on the floor, and I was sleeping next to him. I am so tempted to hug him, pretending it was an unconscious reflex, but I was so afraid to do so. As usual, I was being careful.

I know I don't have a chance because he was in relationship with another girl in my batch. A beautiful girl. I was (and still am) nobody. But it felt great to watch him from the distance, and being near to him. Maybe, by the slip of fate, I could be close to him, if he stays longer, just like Mr R and me.

So, early on the next year after the end of year holidays, I am so sad knowing that Mr A, and some of my good friend that I treasured so dearly, going to starts at their predetermined school, without me having the chance to say good bye.

As years gone by, I was so eager to go to that school, wanting to meet those people again.

One can go to other school by attending events. Like in sports event, language events, science, religious events etc. But then, not all events were done in that Northern Selangor school. And if the event was held there, it is not like I was very talented to be chosen to go.

So I can only hope to involve in another events in another school (as the chance would be higher), hoping to met my friends from that school.

But then, the person that went into the event that I finally chosen to go, was not the one that I was really wanted to meet LOLs. But we do have nice chat catching up, knowing the latest gossip and all.

I still never saw Mr A afterwards. He once represent the school in sports event, but unfortunately I am flunking in sports so I don't get chosen to go. Haha.

Being realistic, I just abandon my hope and concentrate on what important, and as the big examination was nearing.

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As I was in my niece school, I wondered how time has gone by, and how ironic that after all these year, I can only went to that school now.

I tried to imagine how their life was, but then I thought maybe all that years I just wasting my time remembering them. Really, on the next year after they have moved, for two months, I always keep on recalling their names in my mind. So naive, I was.

Maybe they don't even remember I am exist back then.

These day, when I saw Mr A in facebook, the feeling was not there anymore. :)

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While I was waiting for my niece, I saw some student went back from the class as the school ends. Most of them walked in a group, a few walks alone.

I think it is really fate on how two people meets. Either as a friend, or as a life partner.

For my bestfriend and me, we met in form four, after I moved from the earlier school that I mentioned. I still remember how he went into my cubicle, and commented that I brought quite a lot of clothes. I was like, 'who the fuck is this person?? We don't know each other and he dared to come to my cubicle, commenting and judging me??'.

Of course I said all of that in my mind.

But days after, we just "clicked" together, until now.

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I also wonder if Mr G was in my school, in which group he would be? Of course he would be in the jocks group, the soccer team. But then I thought the jocks in my school are the worst time of people. Worst because like to tease and disturb others (read: effeminate PLU)

I don't really got teased because I got as big body (read: fat), my face is horrible and maybe I was not really effeminate but once in a while they teased me too as I love tp hang around the PLUs.

My high school was not really my finest moment as I mixed with the wrong crowd.

I can't imagine Mr G being in that group. 

However, if one could ask me to choose someone who could be Mr G in my school, I would definitely said it was a person whom I don't really close with. It was two years period of studying.

Again, I am so thankful that in my six years studying medicine, I could get close to a person like Mr G.

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My friends who got interviewed two weeks before me have got the induction letter.

I just heard a rumour saying the person who got interviewed on the same day as me, and the group who got interviewed during the next two weeks after me, all will be having induction in the same day.

At first I thought it would so unfair as the later guys can start work early like me but then, it means there is a high chance of me to have my induction with Mr G. Oh my!!

But then, I can't really hang around Mr G too much because we are working far away from each other and I also pledge to make new friends.

p/s: I suddenly got reminded of Mr G because suddenly he commented on my Instagram. wohooo~!