high school
high school is where i want to be. well, not all the time, though.
but high school really was fun. nothing much to worry about except for spm.
we could talk almost about anything. we talked about everything.
and the best part was checking out the good looking guys at school. hehe.
back in school, there were handsome and cute guys to look at.
but in college and university, it seems so hard to find one. weird.
some may think that college or university life is much more fun.
freedom, away from parents, no curfew, unlimited social life, driving, etc.
it is fun for me in a way where i get to dress casually to class.
unlike in matriculation college, i had to wear baju kurung and tudung everyday.
that was one kind of a hell for me. although it was only 1 year, it was like suicide.
i couldn’t stand the dress code and the stupid rules and the islamic people.
it was a bit too much, actually. the lecturers were always having islamic events.
an ustaz got sacked for being too islamic. haha. good riddance. that was the best.
the new college director was more towards education, rather than religion.
i even got through the 2nd semester without being with my so-called friends.
long story. basically, matriculation college was a damned place for me. hell.
there’s also the fact that i get to drive the car which made my life convenient.
but that’s the thing that all of my friends face. the problem when we drive.
people asking for rides. we don’t mind, if you can appreciate us. treat us nicely.
we offer rides because we’re not that cold hearted and we think of our friends.
but that’s what happens in the end, the friends, taking advantage of us driving.
getting frequent rides. asking us to pick them up. send them back home.
at the end of the day, we end up being their unpaid drivers. ugh. it’s so stupid.
oh, how unfair life is. no, i think life is pretty fair. but please, people are so cruel.
one thing that we, driving people hate is, to be treated like a driver.
i don’t have much of a problem with driving when it comes to my friends here.
my high school friends are my true and most best of friends in the world!!
they go through the same things i go through. well, sometimes. so they understand.
and they know how to treat people nicely. i always feel as if i’m such a bad friend.
i wish i can go back to high school and hang around my closest friends.
then we can check out the cute guys and not just look in the school magazines. haha.
