With these brutal scenarios, you least expect to forge anything meaningful in your life,right? Wrong....the friendship you fostered and nurtured in this atmosphere would later on turn out to be the most meaningful relationship one can ever hoped for. You will realise that after all those rat-race, corporate ladder pushing and business menovere, the friends you had during those five 'torturous' years remain the only people who could really understand and still accept you.
They already knew your faults and shortcomings and you don't have to hide or pretend with them. In other word...you are at ease wit them because you can let your hair down. That is...if you still have hairs by then! When you lived in a fully residential (boarding) school, you will almost always end up with the same friends who shared the same 'tortourous' years with you.
I was fortunate in meeting some of these friends from the boarding school and I guess you could tell from the photos.....how happy, loud and cheerful we were and its good to know that nothing and nobody has changed. To all SAJOHANs......here's looking at you, kid!!!! Be Cool........
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you could have changed your name, your job or even the color of your hair but everybody knows that deep down, you are still the same old person. you can't fool them by being what you are not. even if you're the richest person on earth, we would still treat you the same....so please leave your ego, your attitude (problem) or your arrogance at the door. We survived the most torturous part of our lives and nothing could be any worse.....right?You DID GOOD guys (and gals).......keep it up !! |
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| till we meet again.....hos cakalin ......au revoir..........adios.......cao.........!! remember, remember, the summer of 2011.... |
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Yeah, don't remind me of the toilets!
dos vi danya, comrade.
Chris, I enjoyed having my shower for thats when I will sing on top of my lung. The echo made my voice sounds great!
Zuraini, it was a pleasure meeting you (and others too of course). Hope to pay you a visit while you are still there!
hahaha...Chris, agreeable with u... cannot "tahan" when come to think of it again....but there's more pleasant things to remember..that keep the SAJOHANS attached to each other...
Chris...my exact point he he !!how did we survive?horror, horror,,i still have nightmare abt it !
Azhar, Russian or Turkce??
Jal...the midnite snack of maggi mee with water cooler was good!the ice-kacang during cross-country was better and 'raging' d juniors was the best ha ha...
Kak Shahid, yes..you, K.Aluk, few more and me..we were the unofficial entertainers in the bathroom..that was fun!!
Da, that's Ruski. Como estas Seniorita? Habla Espanyol? Since tak kerja, I think I should be on holiday in Europe. Autumn should be nice, heh, heh..
if i were you,go to Greece. things should be v.cheap now, before....
today, its a cold summer in Istanbul,20C..ha ha, remind me of British weather. you can have summer,spring,winter and fall within 1 day.but at least in istanbul,its consistent throughout the whole day. where is sunshine ????
That was one of the best things that can happen for me at that stage in my life.
I might not want to do it again now but I was glad for the experience & people (teachers/students/others) that came into my life at that stage....Everything has it's time & place & things do & did fell in place. Thank God!
Sam, well said. we 'grew up' there but to do it again.....
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