A move to voice out to my dad for ending my studies at Utar and start all over again was a hard move. I'm glad that I made it through. Leaving Utar wasn't because of the bad surroundings or people I mixed with. The best memory that Utar gave me was the ideal environment to study and the friendships that you can get no where else. Left because of results, because I did not want to have an extra semester. Just want to start all over again. Mystery solved? So, stop commenting on something that you're not clear with.
A decision to start all over again with this course South Australian Matriculation was a wise decision. *cuz I don't hope to graduate when I'm 24+, that's too old !* Though it's not as what I expected it to be, but I enjoyed most of my time with my only 12 classmates. From 200-300 students per lecture & got minimized to the same 12 people for all classes. Boring to see same old faces E.v.e.r.y.d.a.y ? Nope, they brought happiness and awesomeness to the class. You'll never know how much fun we had when we can laugh till we drop throughout the whole class.
I was excited when the paper was over but at the same time, when will I be meeting them again? It felt so fast, it went too fast. It was just like yesterday when we had our first class together. *Accounts*. We did not take on count with the massive workload that lecturers told us at the beginning of the course until all of them started to pile up and occupied most of our free time. Seeing all the work-to-be-done, as such as I hope I have doraemon's magic bag or a magic wand.
Pathetically, I felt sad leaving. I wanted to leave ASAP as I always wished to. Why am I feeling so heavy hearted now? I remember how we bargained with lecturers for less homework & delaying our assignment due dates. Sometimes flash backs made me smile, yet depressing at the same time.
I'm glad that we're once classmates. I'll forget none of you ♥
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