
When I was a few years younger,
I was a very impatient person.
I didn't have the patience for everything;
I couldn't bear to wait for anything, anyone.
I was all round bashful and hotheaded;
I always insist things my way,
and didn't spare much a thought for others.
I must say being impatient and hotheaded used to be my biggest flaws.
Used to, used to; now, so much have changed for the better.
These 'qualities' stick with me for 13 years or so;
until, some change took place in life.
I met you guys, I met you all, I met you.
You guys have different personalities-
but it was the same mindset that bounds you all together.
Sticking with you all for two or so years,
makes me understand that I have to spare a thought for others;
things, doesn't just only revolves around me.
From all the fights, unhappiness, then to the reconcile;
you guys taught me how to spare a thought for others,
you guys taught me how to see things from different perspective.
You people were the hardest bunch of human I ever deal with-
a big mixture of different personalities, different taste, different thinking.
Having to work with you all for two years,
taught me how to deal actions that could result in a more widespread satisfaction.
Sometimes it seemed like you people are always finding fault with me-
I admit, I was never a perfect person, but in contrary,
I used to be one that was such an 'all rounded failure'.
You people and all the drama and sagas...
It taught me the way of effective leadership, organisation skills;
as well as teaching me to keep my calm when dealing with certain people,
and the mindset of forgive and forget.
It was hard times serving you people-
but it was the best memories of my life.
You're just one unique person-
it seems like you're totally different from all the others,
and it seemed like you're born naturally to stand out among all people.
Now what happens when fire meets with oxygen;
an even bigger fire is the outcome!
All the different opinions we had, all the different perspective we took,
results in all the quarrels that contained so much unhappiness.
Maybe those quarrels were something that give each other a bad impression;
but definitely, it leads me to understand you even better.
All your scoldings, quarrels, rantings...
I must say, they matured me, to a great extent.
It was all fine, sharply, aiming at all my shortcomings.
Yes, perhaps at that point of time, it does hurts a lot, those words;
but then, it lead me to understand myself better,
and to change for a better me.
Working with you was never easy; we had different point of views all the time.
Somehow or rather, the time that I spent working with you,
really, they taught me a lot of stuff.
Two years, it might be a whole deal of drama all day long;
nevertheless, I believe I still have all the good memories,
shared between me and you guys, me and you people, me and you.
All the joy and laughter we spent as a whole clique of boys;
the lame jokes, the sarcastic remarks, the fun and joy.
And all the school events and competitions I went through with you people;
the bond as a class together, the team spirit within us.
And last but not least, all the experience I have together with you;
having to work together, having to serve the class together.
It was a whole lot of good memories, a whole lot of laughter and joy back then.
One year went by, and we've walked our separate paths for a year-
sometimes, I just feel like taking a U-turn,
and walk once again on the paths we had walked together for two years.
I want to have a resurrection of those good ol' days;
but alas, what is over, is already over;
all the good times we had in the seasons in the sun,
were all just gone like the seasons.
I'm waiting for the next summer, the seasons of the sun once more;
I firmly believe, no matter how far we part from each other,
perhaps one day, we'll meet each other at a corner, or junction in our paths.
Perhaps, all have to be over and stored as beautiful memories;
I just hope that you guys, you people, you,
remember all the fun times we had together.
It's been a year or so, and yet, everytime I think of those good ol' days;
they never fail to cheer me up.
Everything have a start, as well as an ending,
everyone have to come, and yet part another day;
But I still believe, the paths will once cross each other again,
the season of summer, will arrive after spring.
Dear friends we shall meet once more.