that day i went back to sji.

i wasnt too happy. my certificate was nothing special. there were a number of Bs. but i had to get it anyway. and my friends were waiting.

to hell with it. let me just get it over with.

it was raining. yingying was nice to follow me to sji. bet you want to take a look at the school. AND the guys. haha.

like a solemn downpour, we trekked slowly back to my alma mater.

the moment i stepped into that familiar grounds, students turned. was it because of yingying? then "encik! encik!...", "is that kaichuen?", "wah, he still remembers us!" then all the faces suddenly looked familiar. hey, my batch is non-existent already, but just looking at the successors, knowing that they still recognises you. it beats anything in this world. every "hi!" i acknowledged, it was euphoria for me. those guys. i can never forget them. they were my sji.

ncc training was on too. those trainings were the norm then, and supposedly boring. now, how i really wish i was back there. how i wish i had cherished the hq. the benches. the pull-up bars. the area that i didnt even gave a thoughtful second glance. now its not ours. when we finally lose something, we understand how the absence actually hurts. i was immediately addressed to the new sec1s as the ex-csm. they regarded me as a legend. it seems, i am really past those times. we gotta move on. but we must never, never ever forget the past. no matter how. because the past is the key to whom you are.

i love this school. i love those 4years. every minute of it.

i went to the office, took the certificate wholeheartedly. this is the evidence of my life of 4years, in that wonderful place. this is the written proof that tells me those mere 4years arent wasted. thank you sji.