~Waving The Last Goodbye~

بِسْــــــــــــــــــمِ اﷲِالرَّحْمَنِ اارَّحِيم

In the name of Allah, Most Gracious, Most Merciful

السَّلاَمُ عَلَيْكُمْ وَرَحْمَةُ اللهِ وَبَرَكَاتُهُ

Best Wishes Upon You, And Blessing Upon You and Barakah ALLAH upon you

SPM results was coming out this week… but somehow I don’t know why, I did reminiscence the day I got my results... but I reminiscence the last day I’ve been to that school… the last day I had in that particular institution… not just high school, matriculation too…

The Last Day…

It’s still fresh in my memory, on the day of the last paper…. After the last paper had finish, all of us went straight towards the field… some of us were taking pictures… some were celebrating…and some were having that touching last moment… having that last moment with their friends…

I still remember, saying I’m sorry to my friends, telling them not to forget me, asking them to hang out at the mall next week…

We took the last picture as a high school student, with our school uniforms on…

And finally, one by one my friends went home, either by bus, bike, motor or parents…

We say our goodbyes and farewells before we meet again, which may next week, or even on the day we get our spm results…

And then the during taking the results, yeah we met again, but for a short while… we flash our results, congratulate each other, hugs and kisses… and then say our goodbyes and farewells again… and this time, hoping to see each other is spreading thin, some will fly a far, some will be near… some will meet again and some will took a whole decade to meet again…

It comes again during the final day in matriculation… after the finals, the same thing happens, farewell and goodbyes… but this time, I have a roommate and a whole group of best friends… saying goodbye to them is the hardest… hugging them for the last time was like eternally separated… one of my friends went home to Sabah, and continue to study there in UMS, the others further their study in UNIMAS…

It’s not just about the farewells to our friends, but also the places we actually grew up, the wounds we made and the memories that we carved in that places…

Stepping out of the school and matriculation gate, the classroom and the hostel room, was unbearable… we wish we could never leave such place… but we can’t… we can't stay and be there any longer... we need to move on...

So we took that last glance… looking back a few times… shedding tears and says ‘I will missed this place… I will never forget this school/matriculation’… and finally as we depart, we wave our last goodbyes… to our friends and to the places we grew up in….

...Waving The Last Goodbye…

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Eventhough I always return to my high school and matriculation, the feeling is not the same… I’m no longer the students there… sometimes, when I went there, the memories just flew by me… I missed those days… I missed my schools, my teachers, my friends… and I also missed the nice gardeners, the generous cafeteria lady and the chatty sales person at the co-op…

Even though I have wave my last goodbyes… it was never a goodbye… it was ‘till we meet again’

To the Class of 2009 [C09] SMK Ibrahim, Sungai Petani Kedah and Batch 2010/2012 Penang Matriculation, teachers from both institution, I missed you so… and till we meet again…

…I Hold On To That Last Memory...

...Carved In It My Heart...

...Decorate It In My Dreams...

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