Being in Tadika Raihan, I learned to make friends, first friends in my whole entire life.
Moving to Taski Abim, I managed to make more new friends and few of them was also transferred to the same new kindergarden as I was going.
SSP. It was like a mini reunion of Taski Abim, except, we weren't united haha. Everyone only became friends with their new classmates. My first primary school friend was Zoe Wong Li Yin and that was my first ever chinese friend.
It was funny that I shooed my parents home on the first day of standard one, (I was a coward mouse when I was in kidergarden) so that I could peacefully make friends with this girl. I even had recess together with Zoe and her mother! *insert laughing + tear-eyed emoji*. I remember that she was very clingy with her mother even when they were attending their taekwondo clases (they were brown belt and I was only white at that time if i'm not mistaken).
Standard Two: Hing Li-Syuen & Seri Sarah Syaiha
Standard Three: Ainaa Sorfeena & Sayidatul Sakeena
Standard Four: Nik Nur Aishah
Standard Five: Nur Syafeeqah
Standard Six: Nur Asyiqin (actually we were friends long before this)
*might not be accurate
**there were more but i can't seemed to remember their names (and i call myself a friend)
***ramai lagi eventhough ingat nama but too long to write heheh
Sriaman. This is what you call a massive reunion although we still make new friends from SK Kg. Tunku, KJ, Assunta, etc..
This is the place where I met my craziest, lamest, cheerful, goofy friends.
I have no idea why, but girls are known to be dramatic, emo and all that sort of stuff but I have NEVER EVER experience any of those when I was in secondary. It was either we were agreeable to all sort of stuff (eventhough we were pissed off sometimes, but fights never happened)
Or
We were too focused on our interest (tumblr, blogs, celebs, manga) to even talk about reality that is happening around us.
KMPk. Mini Sri Aman hahah. My roommate was also my exschoolmate. What more could I ask for? Although I wasn't really comfortable with my classmates actually, because of the different background, cultures. That's why during lectures, I ran off to Jannathul's and Davina's class :D
UTHM. More different cultures. No mutual interests. Was left behind all the time. No quiet but having a crazy mind going on at the back of their heads (probably). I was at my lowest at this point in my life. I felt like there are no such thing as clingy, heart-to-heart, 2am going wild and crazy friends anymore.
But as time goes by, I have found them. Thanks a lot for this gift Allah. I am very greatful to have wonderful friends once again although they are not the same as my school friends, but they are quite similar in certain ways.
Three years later, after meeting most of my Sri Aman friends that I last met at school, I realised that even though we haven't talk for a long long time, we still managed to turn back to our old self, our childish self during school that was buried with new personalities that was created after we had part our own ways after school life.
The best feeling was cherishing our old memories (mostly embarassing ones) which will automatically turn your face red or having a slap on your face by your own hand by impulse. This is what you call cringing, ladies and gentleman, boys and girls.
