Hey.
I've read through some of my friends' posts about their previous year; 2009.
It's awesome how I get to know so much about them without even having to see them or talk to them.
Blogs are great.
To me, they bring me closer to my friends.
I get to know about how they live, how they spend their time and how they feel.
People get to do so much by writing.
That could be one reason why I love writing.
Writing opens doors to numerous opportunities.
You can do whatever you want with your own writing.
It's awesome - truly AWESOME.
Anyway, I figure that it would be fair for me, as well, to blog about my 2009.
A review, perhaps.
Normally, people wouldn't know where to start when trying to talk about their past or just trying to re-tell a story.
However, in those kinds of situations, I'd say, "Start from the start".
My 2009
I seriously don't know what to say. In 2009, I took upon a new outlook of life. I psyched myself up so that I would always be more positive in life. I would want to always smile. The previous year, 2008, was a very moody, gloomy and depressing year for me. So, I wanted my 2009 to be the brightest and happiest year of all; so far, at least. It was a duty, to make 2009 the most AWESOME school year ever. I needed to rock it hard - so hard, the school would collapse. I don't think I did, but at least I got close to my friends and that's what counts.
Every day, at the back of my mind, the thought of leaving school at the end of the year always made me work harder to make the year as meaningful as possible. I don't remember much of it, I admit. I know that I now think of my best friends as family; as brothers and sisters. 5M1 and 5M2 2009 were the greatest classes I've ever had a chance to associate with; my class, 5M1, especially. And not to forget the teachers, En. Zaidi, Pn. Zaidah and everyone else. En. Zaidi was great in teaching Biology and made me believe that it wasn't at all a hard subject. I realized that, if you learn to love something enough, it won't be that hard to handle afterwards. I thank him for making me realize that. Over the past five years of my life, I feel as if I've bonded so much with the school and its contents. Some of the things I miss about it include the occasional free periods, the wacky conversations I have with my friends, the very rare sightings of potential seizures and the laughs. I will never, EVER, forget all the laughs I had with everyone; from my friends to the teachers, from myself to everyone. I had it in my mind that I just had to work hard to get great results for my academics. It was the very backbone of my quest in ending 11 years of school on a high. As horrible as I just put it, it was my only mission and I wanted to make it a success. School had been very fun. Till this very day, I miss it. I miss it a LOT.
Honestly, I wasn't pressured at all during the whole year of 2009. I felt no pressure whatsoever from anyone; including my parents. I seriously thought that I was going to get mad at eventually for not putting much effort into my studies but my parents didn't even seem to care. But, I knew that that was their own way of telling me that I'm old enough to know my own responsibilities. I realized that they had built a lot of trust in me and knew that without constant reminding, I should be okay. In fact, I enjoyed not being pressured. It was a great relief to know that I was doing everything on my own. That was also another reason why I loved 2009. 2009 was a pressure-free year. I wasn't stressed out at all. Even when I wasn't doing so well with my studies, I kept my cool. My dear friend, Faiz, shared the same situation with me. He and I walked back from school every day and we'd always talk about our life. Even he wasn't stressed out as much as he and I both anticipated. He even said that he was more terrified of UPSR than he was of SPM. It was evident, with the way we always used our free time talking instead of burying our heads in books. Only a month before SPM did we start to really push ourselves into high gear when it came to studying. We study smart, not study hard.
2009 was the first year where my parents let me stay home alone. The first they did was during Ramadan, when I was having my Trials. It was an awesome experience and not just an experience, but a memory. With every passing moment I had to myself in the house, the more used to it I got. I was left to stay at home alone for about three or four times that year. I loved having the house to myself for a short period of time. I figure, I work better alone. I get to focus on my work and not be distracted by external factors. Work here refers to my chores and my chores are the only things that make me sweat when I'm not outside. Chores give me time to myself. I dry the clothes while listening to music and that does really well for the soul. I like to keep things tidy and when I'm alone, I get to tidy up the house. Face it, everyone likes a tidy living space.
I'm not sure if it's wise to say this. I'm not even sure how people will take it but it's something that I feel I have to do. In 2009, there was this one person who became the ultimate drive for me in my pursuit of happiness. All year long, she gave me strength to pull through every obstacle. She is TBA (not to be confused with to be announced), the girl I fell in love with back in 2008. TBA is a name I gave her and I don't think many people know what it stands for. I think it's best that I keep this as secretive as possible. As Kak Aysha once said, "... that could be safer". The awkward moments where I'd act like a total idiot when she was around would always entertain my thoughts every now and then. How could I forget all the stupid, embarrassing and, not to mention, humiliating things I've done just to make myself seem like a normal 17 year-old boy? I wasn't afraid at all to tell people how I felt about her. Some people even got the notion that we were a couple but the truth was that we're just friends. Even so, she has always been my muse, my inspiration, my very own oxygen. Without her, I couldn't have gone through such a hectic year. I admit, there were some times where I couldn't tolerate the fact that we couldn't, shouldn't and wouldn't be together. But I managed to pull through in the end. Now, I thank God for introducing her into my life. She has been the reason I have enough courage to look forward to the next day. She has been the reason why I can carve a smile even when I'm in despair. She has been the reason I am who I am today. I owe her so much, even if she may or may not realize it herself.
At the end of the day, what opens will eventually close. Every good thing comes to an end and it was a shame that it had to come so soon. The end of last year was the best part of it. Pre-SPM, SPM and post-SPM were three different stages of the end of last year. Pre-SPM was a busy time for everyone. Almost everyone had their heart, mind and soul in their reference books. I wasn't as into it as most people were but I had my fair share of text book reading. I wasn't nervous at all when SPM finally came. In my life, I have never said that I was ready for anything. The same went for SPM. I may have not been ready for it, but I was prepared enough to endure it. It was right before SPM that I rediscovered my love for the Trading Card Game, Yu-Gi-Oh!. I never knew what I would be doing during the SPM period. I now know what I did, and it wasn't any different with what I did during any other examination. It was normal. I wasn't at all fanatic about studying and I would let my brain rest for a day before starting to study for the next subject. However, I did restrain myself from going online since the start of November. I think it served its purpose well by preventing me from wasting precious by going online. The time I would normally use to surf the Cyberworld waves were put to full use. I played Yu-Gi-Oh! with my brothers instead. Post-SPM activities weren't over the top as I expected them to be but I enjoyed them to the fullest. Right after SPM ended, Faiz tagged along with my family to KL. There, we spent some real quality time and also got to watch theater for the first time. We even got to take pictures with Maya Karin and also got to shake hands with her. It was truly a great night that night. I went AWOL for quite some time after that and my friends kind of missed me, I guess. I started going to driving school and I'm closer to getting my licence. I even had a reunion dinner with some old friends which also was one night to remember.
Well, that was the least of it.
I'm not sure if that was a complete summary of 2009, but I think it would do.
All in all, 2009 was very memorable.
I don't remember much exactly, but I have this feeling that 2009 was an AMAZING year.
I'm confident that I used my time well.
I'm not sure how 2010 will turn out to be but I hope that it will be a great year.
I'm turning 18 this year and that means that I get to do stuff I wouldn't normally get to do ... legally.
I'm blogging when I should be sleeping right now.
Tomorrow, I mean, this morning will be busy day, and I look forward to it.
I still can't get this sort of "gladness" in me out of my system.
I guess, my body doesn't want it to get out.
My heart has been feeling very ... happy; and I know why.
I won't tell you, though, as some things are just meant to be kept a secret.
However;
"Secrets can kill"
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