It's been 8 years since I left...

I went back to my beloved school last Friday 

because we had discussion on a CSR project

that my company is organizing. 

We're doing a CSR on Mental Health Awareness with the students

and there are two PUTERIs in our CSR group, Ieqa and I, so we voted for the event to be done at SSP.

I know SSP teachers will be accommodating, and truth be told, they are.

When I was in high school, I was blessed with chances to organize so many events

and I learned so much about event management from my teachers,

and I still do.

Even during meetings we had with the teachers on Friday, they still taught me about event management, which I truly appreciate.

I was always lucky during my every visit to SSP,

because there'll always be food.

SSP is well-known for its food gathering.

I also got the chance to meet all the teachers who taught me in school.

My English teachers, Add Math teachers, Malay teachers, ustazahs, and all teachers

that I had dealt with in the past.

They do not change, at all.

They don't age, like they look exactly the same!

It's been 8 years since I left, and they don't age.

I guess it's the surrounding, although it could be very stressful working there,

with all the busy schedules, but it's filled with love.

They're all exciting for my big day,

but it's making me nervous.

There's a lot on the lists that I haven't settled yet.

But not gonna lie,
I miss the high school days, the debating days,
the optimistic me, the I-think-I-am-a-superwoman-can-do-everything moment.

I've learnt so many great things from my high school experience;
the biggest lesson of all is to truly appreciate people who love you and want the best from you.

Miss Asmiza is kind enough to suggest me that I should write/publish a book
about my life journey but I just don't have the guts to do so.
She's basically drafting the whole storyline for me,
I just need to do it!

I've always had the dream to be a writer, to publish a book.
But who knows when will the day come, right?