The past

i just came back from plaza.
i strolled there, and i took a slow walk back, alone.
i used the same path i always use when i was in sec sch, where i would meet qy, dc, frances, aud, rx at pending lrt. and den we would sing the latest pop songs and gossip on the way to sch.
how beautiful.
i realized that i was at the CC, and a guy in fajar sch uniform walked towards my direction.

i think i was too engrossed in thinking about the past that when i saw the guy, i thought to myself "eh? isn't that dunfu? " bt when we walked past each other, i was like awaken from coma. " c'mon liwen, you are a poly yr2 student now! so are all your old klzmates! "
but i must sae tt guy realli resembles df. his small eyes, dark skin tone, spiky hair, cocky smile.

next, i saw another fajarian. i could recognize him, and i noe he recognize mi too.
he's same batch as mi, but he's still studying at fajar.
the feeling he gave mi is very diff as compared to the past.
i can't sense his playful-ness, i can't see his heck care attitude.
he must've played enough, and knows that it's time for serious studies.

on the way, many fajarians saw me.
they know me, but i don't know them.
so i could onli smile back when dey smiled at mi, and stare back at them hard when dey stared at mi.
maybe its bcoz i often go back for npcc, so some of dem could recognize mi.
maybe its bcoz i was wearing my sec3 fajar camp tee, and dey recognized the school logo.

mani fajarians looked alot like some of my school mates.
i kept forgetting that im no longer a sec sch student, and kept thinking that dey were my frenz.
damn it.
now i know, i still care abt my sec sch frenz alot. i do miss my sec sch life.
this, i must admit.

the same route ;
the same path.
unknown faces walked through them, in the same uniform i used to wear.
the same old feeling is so hard to retrieve.

oh my oh my.
those were the days!