I miss my student's life when I was still studying in the university.I miss the smell of my hostel, my compartment, my bed, my study desk. I miss to wake up in the morning and get ready to class which is not necessarily 6am in the morning.I miss packing my files, listening to the lectures, playing my phone in the class, sit for exams, quizzes, doing presentations etc etc.
I miss my friends. We were so close in the university and suddenly we all just separated. They are everywhere now, working in Kerteh, in Kajang, in the centre of Kuala Lumpur. Rarely to meet each other, only once in a blue moon. It is difficult to gather everyone together in one place at one time. And it has been more than one year now. This is quite hard for me to adapt, to accept or probably to let go. We used to hang out almost 6 days in a week. Not once we havent met each other. Studied together in the library before exams coming, had lunch and dinner together, did the stupid things together, we were always there together. Not anymore.
But I know one thing, deep in our hearts, we do miss each other. We wish we were closed like before. We wish to have hung out like before, sometimes we wish to have stayed together in one house.
The end of How I Met Your Mother really gave some emotional impact to me. It reminds me of... the last day we were together, during on our convocation day. The feelings are almost, but not quite, the same.
Whenever you are friends, we still have each other.
