One down...

It was my last BM class today with Pn. Mumtaz after 5 years of learning from her.
It just feels like there is something stripped away from my heart.
Even though at times she may be really fierce, annoying and scary, all those mangkuk, mulut besar, sotong and menyusahkan negara, but the prospect of knowing that she'll not be teaching me again makes me feel really .........dejected.
Well, some may say "whats the big deal?",
but it reminds me of what is going to happen in the coming few weeks, after spm, and next year. There'll be many separations, separation from wonderful friends, school, caring teachers(yes),the things that I had lived with for many many years, the familiar faces in school and in tuitions, the fun times talking at the back of the class and during tuitions, class jualan, exams (yes,i am), canteen and its million cats(where i can see the look of my friends shouting and jumping up from their seat), assembly with teachers sitting in front and the nagging moments...................................................everything.



I know very soon i'll have to let them go and move on.


But still, its hard for me to say and admit that one is already down.