Long time!
Yes! After a long span of time, now I’m able to post another blog entry again. Pardon me for doing so. It’s been almost a month since my last post, and honestly, I was really lazy that I drove myself to forget that I still have a blog. lol.
Anyway, it’s June 16 and it’s Wednesday, perhaps the last day of the weekdays. 1 week of classes is over and I have a bunch of stories to tell. Let me start from the very first day. :)
You see, I’m in my fourth year in high school. I’ll be leaving sooner and I still can’t accept it. :)) So the first day was very exciting that I had butterflies in my stomach. I entered the room and saw Cyril, Joshua and James. I was so happy to see them, and unconsciously, I hugged them. :)) Then we started talking about Sam, who WAS, as I thought, not be able to enroll in the school again for some circumstances. Later on, one by one they came. My old friends, my old classmates. I really missed them.
The teacher came and started pointing out the transferees and told them to introduce themselves. The transferees, especially the girls, were a bit hesitant to introduce themselves in front of the class cause maybe, I was thinking, they are still shy. I understand them since I was also a transferee after I came here in my school. At the first day, there were only 4 of them. But now, there are 7 transferees in total. :)) All from Badr International School except for one.
Now, the classes started. I was surprised because after a little while, Sam entered the room! I was a bit irritated with the the creaking of the door that I didn't noticed it was him. Then after days of being together again with my old classmates together with the new ones, I told myself "This year's gonna be a lot more fun than the previous years I've experienced here. I'm looking forward for this." I expect a lot now. Although I believe that less expectations, less disappointments, I can't help but dream of the upcoming days to spend with the rest of my mates and ending our fourth year together, living it to the fullest.