Amber girls
Last weekend, I had a mini gathering with my girls from primary school. It has been nearly more than 12 years since some of us met each other. The night began with an exchange of old photos taken in the past, written profiled diaries and on going common questions thrown at each other like, "are you married?", "What are you doing currently", " who are you dating now?" . I kept thinking how much we've grown up after going through a whole lot a history together in primary school.
How much have we drifted apart through these years? We were so close back then but I guess we were separated by high school, neighbourhoods and clicks.
Each and every one of us has a story to tell, their life story, what had been missing and filling out the blanks for the past 12 years. It made me think, wasn't it just a few years ago, that we put on those amber (not yellow) pinafores? How did 12 years passed by so quickly? We used to be so carefree, so agile and so playful.
The discussion got deeper as we reminisced our school days, the games we played during recess, the activities that kept us alive, our crushes, who we like, who we don't, which teacher was nice, which teacher wasn't, what we did after school hours, ex boyfriends, canteen stalls,our classes and many, many more. There were so much smiles, so much laughter, so much fun talking about what used to be there. So much memories were created back then.
I remembered loving primary school so much. I was naive, innocent and enthusiastic. Nothing would've stopped me back then. It was like everything was perfect.
Have you ever wondered what would it be like, if primary school was different? You wouldn't be whoever you are today, meet whoever you ought to meet or go to wherever you are now. I started to think, these might be a start to whole level of friendship. Adulthood this time round. Some how or rather, the people you meet then moulded you to what you have become today and my "amber" girls are responsible for being part of me growing up. Though we had miscommunications through 12 years, I feel that this one's gonna last forever.
Insyaallah.
How much have we drifted apart through these years? We were so close back then but I guess we were separated by high school, neighbourhoods and clicks.
Each and every one of us has a story to tell, their life story, what had been missing and filling out the blanks for the past 12 years. It made me think, wasn't it just a few years ago, that we put on those amber (not yellow) pinafores? How did 12 years passed by so quickly? We used to be so carefree, so agile and so playful.
The discussion got deeper as we reminisced our school days, the games we played during recess, the activities that kept us alive, our crushes, who we like, who we don't, which teacher was nice, which teacher wasn't, what we did after school hours, ex boyfriends, canteen stalls,our classes and many, many more. There were so much smiles, so much laughter, so much fun talking about what used to be there. So much memories were created back then.
I remembered loving primary school so much. I was naive, innocent and enthusiastic. Nothing would've stopped me back then. It was like everything was perfect.
Have you ever wondered what would it be like, if primary school was different? You wouldn't be whoever you are today, meet whoever you ought to meet or go to wherever you are now. I started to think, these might be a start to whole level of friendship. Adulthood this time round. Some how or rather, the people you meet then moulded you to what you have become today and my "amber" girls are responsible for being part of me growing up. Though we had miscommunications through 12 years, I feel that this one's gonna last forever.
Insyaallah.
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