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It's now 6 AM in the morning and I'm up and about. Rise and shine. Had a sudden urge of missing-highschool moment. Perhaps it has to do with the fact that I'm never up this early (I'm always late. Always.)

I woke up into the same old familiar coldness in the morning, the same want to stay in bed longer. It's like all I want to do is slip on into my ugly green uniform, put on the tie and vest and leave for school.

Then I would rush myself a bit, because I would be either late by 5 minutes or an hour. (This is totally not my fault. It's my nerve system?) As I climbed the stairs up in my old building, I would see Audi's idiotic face as she sat in front of our lockers. She was late, as usual. She would be sitting on the floor, sometimes motivating herself not to be late again in her life, with her little black Converse bag, a plastic bag full of papers and files, along with her big green transparent water bottle.

As she saw me walking towards her, we would lock eyes, and laugh at each other's ass like two complete retards at 7.10 in the morning. Then I would sit across her and we would share our obstacles of the day (such as laziness to attend Business, or the need to kill Maths teacher, or threatening assessments and assignments).

We would then laugh at each other again.

And when the bell rang (indicating that Devotion and Homeroom is over), we would pretend to be crazy and laugh when our homeroom came to see us. Offering shameless complimentaries ("Oh miss your eyes is so pretty today", "Did you lose weight?", "Wow yur hair is so pretty!") in laughter while she pretends to be mad at us for being late again. Then pat her on her tiny back and went pass her into the classroom. Sometimes we would get detentions (because she's pretending to be mean), and most of the times we would just happily get away with it.

Those were the days.

And some days we would be lucky enough to have glorious moments that define itself. Catastrophic or happy enough to be written here tho. This one is definitely defines this category:

Mr M ark R oberts' fiasco. This one's a classic beauty. I got cramps in my stomach from laughter just by reading and reliving it once more.

But right now, even coming to mundane classes would be just fine for me.

Oh I know what else I miss: the togetherness of 12.4 when we laugh at DPH's peach-like bottom. And having him laugh with us at him.