I already experienced it before when I had to leave my boarding school, MRSM PC. I know I have mentioned MRSM PC many times in my blog and its very annoying, but the only reason why I do that is, I miss my MRSM PC days a lot. The memories I had with Serip, Lijid, Pok Yie, Jaha and my ex-classmates. The fun days I spent with Badeq, Tajul, JOEHANdsome, Kode a.k.a Adam Z Taylor and my ex-roommates. And my frens Xack, Mazree, Mat Shah and everybody else. All of you just made my experience at Pengkalan Chepa unforgettable. If any of you are wondering why there are no female names, well, MRSM PC is in Kelantan man, go figure.
This picture was taken when everybody was done with the SPM exams. We sort of made our own road trip to Pengkalan Kubor and did a little shopping.When the day came for me to leave to school, I felt like crying. No seriously. I'm not being poyo or nak jual minyak to attract the girls. Serious shit sedey gile. I was one of the last dudes to leave my room (dorm room), and everytime one of em' left the room for good, I thought to myself "Holy shit! there's a big chance I'm won't see him ever again (gile gay). Out of my 10 roommates, only 6 I have met, Badeq and Kode obviously dak US, the other dudes either jumpe skali due or none at all.
Anyhow, I'm going through the same emotions all over again. At least Pengkalan Chepa is only 8 hours from KL. Madison is 24 hours away and costs more than a thousand bucks. I know once I leave this place I'm never coming back. Once I step into the airplane, I'm never gonna experience how it feels like to be a badger fan. All the memories I had, can only be remembered through photographs and videos. Here are some of the memories I had here in Madison.



This pic was taken at Mount Rushmore with the dudes from Madison. Gua Spiderman berambut panjang tuh.I know JPA can't wait to give me that flight ticket. But do I want the ticket in the first place? Do I want to step into the plane leaving all the good times behind and get ready for a new challenge? Only time will tell.


