It's been 5 years and we'll soon bid goodbye to each other and that's where we lead our live, on our own. All the knowledge that we've gained through out this five years will be put on test in a few more days. No one likes the fight we're about to face, but we have no choice but to carry on. After that, lantak lah nak buat apa. We can enjoy our butts off until we're buttless, or until we're tired. I have to admit, I was sad and cried when it was the last day. Suriani and I went to visit our Malay teacher, and without saying a word upon entering the class, we cried. Not teared mind you, cried. I tried so hard to prevent myself from doing so, but I failed. The sadness took over me and it showed through the tears. Upon seeing us, my Malay teacher gave some words of encouragement and motivation for our big examination. We just nod in agreement and before we left the room for the last time, we apologised for our wrong doings through out the five years we've known each other. It was indeed a sad moment, considering that we've grown so close since day one.

After that sad moment, we decided to walk around the school and reminisce the good ol' times we had. Our Sec 2 class, Sec 3 and 4. Alot of memories with alot of different people.

When the official lessons have ended on that day, I cleared my things under the desk and again, for the final last time ever, I looked at my table and pat it, bid goodbye and thank it. It might just be a regular table and chair, but that's where the memories are. I must say, Sec 5 was awesome. Eventhough we have a bit of hatred amongst us, we'll always try to look on the positive side and enjoy each other's company. Indeed, I love my class and they make my secondary school life fun, very fun! Thank you guys, to whom ever I know or if you know me. Thanks for the memories, and I wish you best of luck on your future endeavors.