It is quite
long since I’ve seen my friends back home at Bukit Jalil and I really miss
them. Once, my parents had said to me “You will miss your school days after you
graduated“. At that time, I didn’t really understand what they had meant
because every day I would meet them at school and didn’t really feel like I
would miss those times one day, but now I understood it. After I entered
college, I’ve thought about them a lot. I also miss my teachers at Bukit Jalil.
Both teachers from my primary school and secondary school, I miss them all.
This is my English teacher. He teach me when I was standard 4 and standard 6. He name is Sir Hafiz. He is the one of my favourite teacher.
When I was Form 5, it was a mix of happy
and sad memories that I treasured most. Call it a bittersweet experience,
especially the time when my friends and I attended the very last day of school,
the last time we were called as a high school student. The happy memories when my
friend and I were together. One of us is always had many story to say. We
always talk about love, friendship, about our future, about our career at
future, and the most top story is a holiday. We had plan go to Pulau Kapas at
Terengganu as our holiday but was not to be. Because all of us is already busy
with our studies. But we promise to go to holiday together one day.
The sadness memory ever went we finish
our secondary school and we have to separated. It’s a lot of memory we the
through together. All my friend now was at different state to continue their
studies. We are far from each other. But we always keep in touch. Nowadays,
it’s too many social network and application like Twitter, Whatsapp and Wechat.
From that we will know what’s going on around each of us.
It is said a friend in need is a friend indeed. An ideal friend possesses all the qualities of head and heart. It is easy to be friend many but difficult to choose good friends.
