In my lifetime I've experienced many occasions in which I have to face inevitable separation with friends.
How was it like in Primary school? I don't remember much.
But thanks to a couple of photos I still keep in my drawer, I still managed to remember all of my friends, and who I used to be.
And thanks to Facebook, I saw how much they've changed since then.
Time flies, I enrolled into Secondary school, got myself a shiny head, gained shitloads of pounds.
I think life in Secondary made me who I am right now.
Most of my current interests were nurtured during my time in Secondary.
I did not shed any tears that day.
Deep inside I knew separation was coming along.
After SPM, I went for National Service.
Two months and a couple of weeks passed by, everyone got to know each other very well.
Don't mention the racial problems in our country right now, I befriended some decent Malays as well.
Those moments with our Indian brethren are even more unforgettable.
Even on the day of separation, everyone cried.
But still, the tears just wouldn't come out...
Just had a gathering with my buddies from NS a few days ago.
Thanks for the time, guys.
My journey in life took me to Foundation year in University.
First semester ended with everyone in my tutorial class knowing each other just too well.
Was awesome knowing you guys, let's look forward to the next semester though.
Separations are slowly becoming common for me.
In the end, did we all keep in touch?
Honestly, we'll just say hi when whenever we meet, and that's about it.
With the exception of some of those closest buddies, we'll come out occasionally for a drink and chat.
It's true that I'm used to separations already.
That's why I never cry whenever there is one.
Hope someone unlocks my tears fast, and let me know how much it hurts when we leave each other.