Dear Convent rendah girls

Damn i miss sek rendah.

I know the rules sucked and the teachers babbled a lot and there were a lot of pressure and crap, but i loved the sports day, i loved the koko training that did not involve "respecting senior" or the overly excessive demand of being disciplined and in the end resulting in us having no fun at all. Secondary school sucks.

We were free to run in the padang and not feel any shame or have any reluctance. We had teamwork and we had fun. I remember the kawad kaki pengakap. It was the best memories of my last year in primary school. We spent hours and hours in school training for it and i remember how i was constantly looking forward to see the afternoon session teachers *cough*. Yes, that was also the most embarrassing moments of my life.

Then there would be the kelas tambahan we had every thursday and friday. I remember that thursday was science and maths. Me and my gang would eat the cake they sold at the canteen and we would just laugh our asses off. We complained to Puan Zarina that the cake made us go crazy and she believed us. A few months after, they stopped selling those cakes. Hehehe. Me and Kareema would always have our weekly thursday drama in the science lab. It always involved deep conversations, arguments and tears. LOL. scary tho when i think of it again.

Then there were the trips. I remember 3 or four of em. First there was the one where we went to the Pusat Sains Negara and the PWTC. It was really fun and we did all the crazy stuff there. Syafira went googoo gaa gaa over Farid Kamil who wasnt even that cute in real life. Then there was the school trip to MELAKA. yes, sucks but it was still fun. I recall me and adiba making up a story on how the chalet was haunted and we told ju chin bout it. Ju chin eventually told everyone and everyone was freaked out. Sigh. Those were the days. It was an interesting trip tho. Loved shopping at mahkota parade.

And for me, the KEMBARA BUDAYA. Thats where i met sindhu actually. and wan ri. Lisa, Ju chin and Zafira went with me. We went to melaka, negeri sembilan and johor obviously. It was damn cun!! It was held by the kementerian seni warisan budaya or something like that lah. Was really cool and i also remember that i was the only female ketua kumpulan and i had to hang out with lame sengal guys at the prize giving ceremony. Oh, and of course, the trip sure tak sah without a scandal. Some dude-which is a friend of my childhood fren of 13 years, Azfar-whose name is...i forgot, apparently had a stupid crush on me and told all the facilitators. I am not being perasan ah, cik rozi told me one. I was being stalked for four days. Nice memories. haha.

And then there was UPSR and the whole leaving school thing. Was really sad...even though i knew id only be next door, it was definite that it wouldnt be the same again. We cant even go back to visit the teachers or the school, coz then we would get caught and whatever. I had a dream last night. I was standing at the std 4 corridor watching the kids doing the formasi for the kawad kaki pengakap(note: after my batch, they didnt win anything. according to some source). I was crying, if i wasnt mistaken. Then out of the blue, our ex science teacher (ala, u ppl know who rite, i duwan say the name anyway. lol) came beside me and just stared with a puzzled look. I dont think i answered anything and then the image disappeared.

Yes, we all miss sek rendah. Esp the culture and stuff. Convent girls will always be the best no matter what they do and where they go. Everyone is able to recognize who we are and thats what make us so special. Maybe not special in all the good aspects, but still, we possess qualities that other students dont. so, dont forget that. ;)