It feels like just yesterday the day I left college. Not enthusiast on science still joined. Distress at the beginning then fun begins . . . interesting practical session, bunking classes, phone calls for parents, invitation for guardians at college then punishment at worst. It has been more than a year.
It feels like a week ago that I left my school. All the hostel memories, sleepover times, night studies, tasteless food then the last day at school, Everyone swear off to stay in touch. Years passes, then the friends become contact list on phone. It has been Four years.
It feels like a month ago that I left my old school. My friends were bidding me goodbye and with the excitement and enthusiasm I joined my new school. Since no one chat up really well with me first day, I was missing my old fellow mates. It has been Nine years.
It feels like a year ago that I joined my school for the very first time when I was three. I remember I had on a yellow skirt with a yellow small school bag and yellow tumlet. Older days, it used to be my favorite color. Since that shade doesn’t pull me in much these days, I also can’t shrug off just like the old proverb first love or crush is always beautiful. It has been Seventeen years.
All those years I’ve lived, It feels like just One year has passed… Time flies and we couldn’t wait to grow up!!
