Here we are, SASER.
Man, its an all-boys. Ain't gonna be fun.
We won't know if we don't try would we? Let's just follow this guy.
W-Wow...that teacher wore a bit too much makeup.
And its the last time I think we'll ever see a woman wear makeup.
Sigh...
Yup, this badge above is the badge of my new school. SM Sains Tuanku Munawir. Its known throughout the country as SM Sains Seremban or Seremban Science School. And you know what? I didn't even applied to this school.
My first impression of this school was, " Man all-boys! I don't wanna be gay Dx". Little stuff like this makes me smile, because it shows how such a fool I am. The teacher of my class, 4 Gamma is Mr Khairul. He hails from KEL or as he likes to pronounce it as KL. Haha :P The 1st impression of Mr Khairul was, a strict but sporting teacher. I like this kinds of teacher. Keeps me on my toes.
A few days, into orientation week, my dorm, dorm D205, I think, is known as the most loudest and craziest dorm in House Jebat. We had slept at 2 o'clock in the morning. Quite late for orientation week. But I'm thankful I got into this dorm, because it reminds me of my old school, it reminds me of the reason why I stick to my friends in my old school even though their jokes are hot as lava.
Even though I've only went to this school for 3 days, I could imagine the sadness of when my seniors would leave the school and my batch, the XIth batch would be the seniors. Man I wouldn't know if I would cry then, well, not cry but maybe miss them. I've ate with them, I've laughed with them in these 3 days, and I felt like we're already one big happy crazy family.
But I still miss my old school. The teachers here are strict, very. I can't and I won't tell you readers how strict they are, but they are strict enough to make me miss the teachers who taught me in my old school. They are a bit too strict to the point they keep me on my toes like a ballerina. Ouch.
There are lots'o difference in this school and that school. This diffferences makes me want to return to my old school, but yet I want to keep on moving forward in my new school. I miss my old friends, but yet I want to keep making new friends in my new school till the point that I know everyone.
But, there's one thing that makes me stick to my new school like flies on fly paper. My urge to succeed. Our 'Father' the Headmaster Sir Sabuddin, had prepared a slideshow for us new students. Bout those who succeeded in Saser and where they are now. Even though I didn't manage to see the power point, I could hear his proudness when pronouncing each name of the country that has his students. With success in Saser, if God wills it I could then achieve my second dream, to travel the world learning new stuff, new culture, new people. And yes, I want to be a pay less Traveler who shares his crazy stories to kids, all in the sake of learning new stuff. Of course I have an "official dream" of becoming an Innovator, I still wanted to be a Traveler.
Haha I think I'm going to end it hear, more of this gibberish and you won't even know me anymore :P.
Peace be unto all of us in times of need.
