Went back to Bendemeer. Against my wishes. I swear I was all set to run back home upon reaching the school gate. I dont know why but as much as I enjoyed myself at Bendemeer, I just hate returning back. It was one chapter of my life. And now its over. But with that said, I cannot deny I did have fun. Met many of my classmates and yes I finally got to see Rabeeah. After goodness how long. Wished Siti could have made it but I guess im never going to be able to see her in this lifetime. Ha!
Strangely as much as I hate setting foot in Bendemeer, I feel more at home there than in Ny. The only reason why im able to tolerate Ny is because I have lovely classmates. I learnt alot in Bendemeer, beyond the textbooks- experiences and memories which will probably stay with me for life. I made a hell lot of mistakes there. Up to today, I marvel at my stupidity but atleast I learnt how to be wary of who I trust. At Bendemeer you see people from all walks of life. You hear stories you thought that only existed in storybooks. I naively thought that the horrors that occur in orphanages only existed in Oliver Twist til I met a certain friend of mine.
Up today, I still cannot give a concrete explaination why I went to Bendemeer instead of St' Margaret's but im glad i did. Im not ashamed I went to a neighbourhood school, for the experience and the memories I attained there are priceless.
And Rabeeah, better keep yourself free after my A's, we are so going out.