My high school reunion...






the thing started at 5pm...but becoz i intended to pray asr
before i went..I started to prepare at about 5:45 pm.Then...over
the next 30 minutes...i was ..well making myself presentable
infront of my old teachers.I tried to put on my contacts...but
due to some problems fitting them i i decided to just wear my
specs.
i wore the traditional northern burmese shirt and black
pants.ppl thought i looked chinese in that shirt:P


My wardrobe choice:P


Well, by the time i reached there...i was..obviously, late.The
Crown Prince of the Perak state was just about to leave.Well..i
walked around alone at the HUGE school compound.It reminded me
of my days in high school...when i'm a loner...guess i'm still a
loner:(
I walked to the Main block...there i met 2 ex-classmates.We
caught up with each other...havent met for over 6
months..well...saddly..both of them have started smoking...and
they said that another two guys from their gang(the Desi gang in
the class) have started smoking too.
Well...then we walked on to the school field...where the main
event was(i.e. the concert)
I paid the Rm10(US$2.50) entrance fees...got my hand stamped:P
there i met 2 other old friends...one of which i made use
of...since he's the only one who brought along a digital
camera(i dont have one...:()
Well...then we walked to the stage...when i met another fren.He
was the most decent fren i met that day..the others changed a
lot.He's still in his short neatly cut hair..with a respectable
wardrobe choice...shirt tugged in.He's doing fine he said.
Well...then i walked on with the other...and we sat at some
table in the field....far away from the stage coz its too
loud..my chest beats with the music...:O
well...after that i went to walk to the other side of  the field
alone...i was hoping to meet my teachers...
well...then i did met a teacher.she never taught me though..but
she knew me well...she was the afternoon section school
supervisor(when i was in afternoon school)...then a students
affairs super visor (when i was in morning school)...since i'm a
foreign student there...i had to interact with her alot!...a
more...she's the only one who can pronounce my name correctly.:D
well...i gave salaam toher..also the the man sitting next to
her.I told her I was doing A-levels(my course now)..and might be
doing medic after graduation.the man beside her heard me and
told me that he got a fren who'z searching for students to do
medic in Soviet(i.e.Moscow).He said that he can search for me
scholarships and get me a good place and nice foster parents
while i study there.Wow...offer too good to be true! he asked me
to meet the school counsellor and arrange an appointment with
the guy concerned(who is also an ex-student from my high school,
so he will be more then happy to help)...and the thing he said
afterwards made me felt special.."dont spread the news, if the
chinese boys get the news, there wont be any place for malays"
ps:malay can sometimes mean muslims in malaysian context.
I took my leave after a few moments...Then i went to the prayer
room to pray maghrib.the prayer room is beautiful now..compared
to 2 yrs ago when i was at the school.
Well...after the prayers...i walked back to the field...only to
be greeted by a grand fireworks display!..wow!...St.John's Inst.
had made the headlines!



Well...then i just walk here and there...met  afew frens and
teachers
Then...i called up my closer frens...which consists of 4 Indian
muslims, a chinese muslim and a hindu....none of them
changed...and those indian muslims are strong muslims.thats why
i enjoy hanging with them.Anyway..we met up..and walked around
the school complex/compound...we met some frens and teachers
too.
Summary of the ppl i met: most have kept long hairs...have gf
now..and..some started smoking..
I met my fave teacher..my Bio teacher..a gujerathi.She asked me
how's my course coming along..i said its ok..then she asked me
about my further plan...i said i had none.She said i better
start planning! I told her its expensive...medic schools..then
she asked me...:"why dont u go to burma, its free there..and its
in english too" I agreed.I told my mom when i got home..and she
said thats the plan B...if everything else fail.
well..i finally came home at 9:45pm.