Sweet 17

Last 2 days I had a dream. It was real. Like it is happening.

I went back to the time when I was 17.

I was still in school. Good girl.. like other people.. only study.. I still remember when I was 17, I was in form 5. And I was the captain of the class.. yeah... we called that position... class monitor. We only have few classmates. I think it was only 20 of us. I have few pictures of the friends in the class. But definately.. they are not in digital format. Give me few days and I will upload the pictures..

Our class teacher that year was Mdm Farah. And I was told that she already passed away. If Im not mistaken, a friend of mine, Nazrah was telling me I think about 12 years ago.. when I was doing my 1st year degree in University. I hope Allah bless her. She was a very nice lady. Also she taught us many things.. especially me.. cause I was the class monitor.. She was teaching Chemistery.

Well.. time had passed ... and after leaving school for nearly 14 years.. I think I miss that moment.. You know.. the time when we dont have to think about money, work, life, boyfriend... err... ok... I was studying in girls school. So, there were no interruption at all from any boys.. the only thing that I know that moment..... study... and get good result...

umm... actually, when I was in school, I mean, specifically when I was 17, I was the only one in the hostel who didnt like to go for the prep session. yeahh... prep... come on... dont tell me that u didnt know about prep session. Where u were forced to go to the library or class to study... umm... what a boring time... so, what I did last time... I only went to the hostel library. Because U know why? The library is in the same block of my dormitory. After the session end at around 10.00 pm... or maybe sometimes it was earlier than that, I went back to my room, change to my night dress, and just went to sleep... while the rest of the people in the block were still busy studying...

I climbed my double decker, and thats it...z z z z z z...

But... some of my junior in the dorm, they always wake me up... 'hey kak shima... bangunla... awak tu nak SPM tahun ni .... asyik tido aje... siang malam pagi petang tido..." (hey.. shima, u should wake up cause u are sitting for a big examination this year.. u are only sleep...nights or days..)...

and....

knowing me...

I just dont care... z z z z z..

In fact ... there was 1 junior, she waited for me for 2 hours... for me to wake up... to ask me a question about physics... yeah... u know... I was famous that time for being sooooooo clever in this subject... (tolongla...)

The interruptions from all the juniors of my dorm keep on happening until the trial exam. I just cannot answer all the killer questions bombarded by them... why am I so lazy to study... I just remain quiet.. and shut my mouth.. But soon after the result was out, everybody was shocked. ummm... guess what? well... the lazy student who always sleep nights and days was announced as the best student among all... ummm...

so... guess again...

after that, no more question asked... or no more interruption from them..

and I continued my habit... z z z z z z z z..

but this time... more comfortable..

how sweet... so sweet... being a 17....