Reminiscing the good times

I miss being the old Afifah Noah.

The young,wild,naive and carefree Afifah Noah.

The Afifah Noah where my friends in KTJ and SMSSA knew.

Not ‘this’ kind of Afifah Noah.

The boring,depressed,sad and pathetic Afifah Noah.

I thought I would be able to adapt to this place since I’ve been here for almost 2 sem. But then again, it’s a wishful thinking. Being in this place is utterly opposite than KTJ nor SMSSA.

Here, ALL of the people are malay. I miss having Chinese,Indians, Koreans and other races walking around in campus. I miss having other cultures and religions crammed in one place. I miss screaming,shouting and laughing like it’s nobody’s business. I miss sitting next to opposite gender in the class and we don’t give a fuck about it. I miss having a good laugh with my best mates. I miss the time where people won’t be there to complain your clothing.

I miss it all.