Sunday, November 12, 2006
Fifty-Six
Last day of being together with the whole class hasn't been exactly what some people pictured. I mean, when I left the class last Friday, I could hear people left and right saying sarcastically, "Well, what a nice way to spend our last day together."
They do have a point. All we did was play lots and lots of games, and even then not everyone joined in. It wasn't exactly a great memory to remember and smile or cry by. Like someone (I think Huda) said, "Everyone left as if we're gonna meet again for a regular class next week."
But come on. Is that so bad?
I think it's ok what. Maybe we didn't sit together and enjoy each other's company. Maybe all we did was play games. But, the way I see it (HA HA), playing games is what we normally do. Last day doesn't necessarily have to be special. We all acted normally, and isn't that why we all love (eheck) each other? Because of the things we usually do?
Besides, we'll meet again on Friday. Maybe that's why people acted so normally last time.
We played netball. Man, I used to hate that game. No, wait, hate is too strong a word. I disliked the game. I mean, you guys used to play it every Wednesday during PE. I'd look at you guys playing and I'd roll my eyes, thinking, "Oh, come ON, not this game again".
But then I shoved my pride up my butt and decided to play along. You know that phrase "If you can't beat 'em, join 'em"? Ahh liddat lah. Boy am I glad.
I'd like to think that I'm getting better at playing the game. :) I'll miss playing it.
Ok, that's it. I've only been sitting here for half an hour and already my right butt hurts. That has gotta mean something.
7:58 PM
