There are only a few things that I find difficult in life. Leaving INTEC just happens to be one of them. Maybe I’m not as cold as I imagined myself to be. Maybe I do care; maybe it does matter that I will never see more than half of those people again. Maybe they do matter to me; maybe I do miss them...already. Only God knows. The people are gone but memories still remain, memories that I will take with me wherever I go. Memories of music practices with the UiTM Band, jogging round Akasia before the park came to be, d old ‘NLRC Gang’ outings, playing for CA, Wednesday jogs in the park followed by dinner, walking dedicated van drivers back from Becky’s place, eating durians by Cemara guardhouse, playing fireworks by the café, jogging in the park stealing glances at a guy kicking a ball, Taikor patting me on the head, playing badminton amidst pools of water after a downpour, eating McD’s ice cream, teaching various people play the guitar, just being in the presence of my roommates. I’d gladly memorize the entire A Levels syllabus again, abide by INTEC’s strict dress code by the millimeters, attend every single ethic class and get back in hostel before 11.30 pm every night, just to relive every single one of those moments. Really. (But since I knew that I could not, I took every opportunity to NOT ….*censored*)
You guys rocked my world. Literally. Now it’s time to move on to greater things ahead. I pray for courage to face the unknown, I ask for faith to believe that every single one of Your promises will come to pass, for all of us. I ask for You to guide and lead every single one of those people I have known and loved. Be by their side, always, I can’t do that no more. But I will keep them close to my heart ...till the day we meet again for good, never to be separated again.
GOODBYE INTEC….THANKS FOR ALL THE MEMORIES...the good and the bad.
Maybe I should’ve just cried….nah, no way.
