Saturday, 1 January 2011

#353 - 2011

Dear 2001-2010,

The past decade has been memorable. I've grown from a child to a teen, maybe even a young adult. I've made more mistakes than I care to admit and obviously, I've learnt from [most of] those mistakes. Being born in 1994, I've lived in two decades, two centuries and two millenniums and I'm not even 18 yet. [thanks for that fact Aishah! :D] I'm lucky, I really am. I've had lots of opportunities and second chances handed to me on a silver platter, but most of the time, I forget that.

To 2001; I entered primary school for the very first time. I attended Sri Inai [now known as Beaconhouse Sri Inai] and my memories of the school are very vague. I made long-lasting friendships in that school and will always remember that I wore nearly knee high socks everyday to school for fear of mosquito bites. There's one incident, [I don't remember if it's 2001/2002] where my friend, Egan's little brother, Kyle, jumped on a firemen's pole but missed and landed on his face. He broke some teeth and needed stitches and the whole scenario was really scary because blood just kept pouring down his chin. What were a bunch of 7/8 year olds to do? In the end, 90% of our whole class ended up crying because Egan had started crying. Granted, it wasn't the most pleasant memory but it was definitely one of the things I remember the most.

To 2002; I kept thinking that I would stay in Sri Inai till I graduated, and so did most of my friends. For some reason, [I think it was naivety] I don't remember being that sad about leaving. To my friends who attended Sri Inai, remember how Armand would purposely run into walls and things to make people laugh? or how Glen would always laugh like a girl because of his high-pitched voice which had yet to crack. Life was good when we thought boys had cooties and that our lives would forever be so easy and simple.

To 2003; A year of change. I moved to Cempaka and only knew one person. To boot, I was in the class with the least people [13 PEOPLE ONLY] which didn't really give me a chance to get to know people. Although, I did get first in class for the first and only time in my life. Yes, it felt good to be on top. Also, my brother was born in this year! Truly, a year of change.

To 2004; I got booted up to 4 Aqua and was the new girl in the class. I was intimidated to say the least, but tried my best to fit in. Met new people and screwed up who my real friends were.
Honestly, I hadn't fully moulded myself into the person I wanted to be. I was unsure of who I was and wanted to be. Confusing year.

To 2005; Stayed in 5 Aqua. I was, obviously, happy that I had finally found a group of friends that I could call my own. Things seemed to sort of fall into place. The simple life was good. I remember having loads of ridiculous aspirations during this time as well as a beginning in breaching the barriers between boys and girls. How naive it all seems now. I think I started keeping journals around this time, but obviously never really writing in them consistently.

To 2006; One of the best years of my life. The 3 A's were formed and the Travelling Pants book version was created. Despite the fact that most of my friends from the previous year had moved down to a different class and I had to start from scratch in that sense, I'm quite thankful for that. If not for that, I wouldn't be good friends with some people and I can't imagine what it would have been like without them. In other words, I grew apart from certain friends and gained ones whom I will treasure. Ofcourse, there was our first major exam UPSR and the carefree bliss that followed after the exam, our last primary concert and the big stepping stone we would take the next year into secondary school.

To 2007; Got a taste of secondary school. What a ride this one was. Having to start on the bottom rung of the ladder, learning new subjects, being open to new activities and opportunities. Things like Games Carnival lasting for a week, production [Wicked!] and floating classes. So many new things to take in as well as happily living in thoughts like, "Man. FOUR more years of this and it'll all be over. Long way to go."

To 2008; One of my favourite years of secondary school. Mainly because this would be the time when everyone's all settled in and the transition from primary to secondary school over. Everyone's gotten into the comfortable routine of it all and things come easier. Ofcourse, the thing I disliked the most about this year was not being able to participate in production but I've gotten over that a long time ago. Another memory that leaves a bit of a sour taste in my mouth was when at one point, I sort of forgot who my friends were. Stupid, I know. You don't forget friends. That's something lowly idiots would do, but I did. You could say, my loyalties sort of wavered. Ofcourse, met more people here and got to know some of the people who today, are the ones closest to me.

To 2009; You, 2009, are my favourite year of my entire secondary school life. Pre-PMR, post-PMR, whatever. The entire year was amazing. Ok, maybe more post-PMR than pre-PMR :P All the field trips, study groups, performances, outings and just stressing out with each other. Also travelled to Europe for the first time and spent my birthday in Paris :D I really can't put into words how nostalgic I feel right now.

To 2010; Most emotionally trying year, thus far. In both good ways and bad. Obviously, more responsibilities last year since I was Form 4 [OMG. I'm Form 5 now] Got to experience things like leadership night where I got my prefects tie, platinum expedition where I ate worms, slept in the wild and raced around Sabah. Most recent and memorable thing would have to be the last day of school, aka my birthday. Not only did my lovely, lovely friends sleepover at my place, they also got me the funds to get an iPhone4 <3>

There. Minimal summaries of the things I remember over the past years. I do believe I have grown into a better person. I've learned, laughed, cried, screamed [add more verbs] and emerged more equipped for the times ahead. Seriously feeling nostalgic now and frankly, losing a bit of my writing mojo. Tis all for now and Happy New Year.

Ciao4Now