Of My Moleskine Notebook

Time; it seems these past few days; has been running through really fast. Hell, time these past few months have been running by really fast.

These past two weeks had been, at least for me and Farhanis; non-stop late nights filled with editorial board work, accompanied by tutorials and the necessary preparations before we leave school. All this spent with nothing but a deep pang of ingrown guilt : “Why are you not studying yet? Why are you NOT bothered?”

Ngeh.

It’s really… Something.

Filling up your Sijil Berhenti Sekolah, getting your testimonials and sub-standard forecast results for an exam you’ve been dreading since January. Last year. Knowing well enough that you’re not ready.

Not ready for the exams. Not ready for what comes after you’ve finished those exams.

Then comes the whole act of preparing our class’ senior pages. Arranging in pixel-format the faces you’ve greeted every morning with dried saliva at the side of your mouth; people of whom you’ve seen red-eyed and half-dead after double chemistry; people whose space you’ve shared for atleast the past two years.

Smiling to myself about comfortable we’ve all grown with each other. And looking through the pictures since form four; how much we’ve all grown up. All around each other.

I can’t believe I’m saying this. But I think I’m going to miss USJ 4.

I can’t believe I’m going to leave school.

Oh. My. God.