Last few weeks, I went back to Johor Bahru. I drove a quarter of the journey, going up to 150km/h till it rained so heavily and it was night. Sight then was a big blur and red alert was on (I'm short-sighted, making it worse). Pretty scary experience, can't really see the white lines on the road and the other cars till they were closer.
Went back there with my dad to check out on our old house which is going to be put on sale soon. I spent around 7 years in JB till the end of Standard 2. The house was a mess especially the garden. The garden which was once beautiful with bushes, trees, flowers, playful rabbits at one corner and a dog not excluding the pond which I used to jump in for a bath when it is in the process of cleaning.
I kind of remember how it looked like back then when I was a real monkey climbing the front gate, the stairs from the outside and treating it as a slide, going out to my neighbours house to play, drinking their delicious, splendid, herbal chicken soup. It was real fun without worries. Now I don't think my childhood neighbour friends will remember me, and we won't be as close as we were. I didn't get to meet them as they were outstation this trip, kind of disappointed. But their dad welcome us in to the house and it was almost exactly like how it once was. =)
I walk around my neighbourhood, trying to recollect memories on where was my first crush's house last time. I don't think she's there any more though. Just out of curiosity. We always went to the playground nearby to sit on swings after school. I went there just to see her I guess. Can't get of her enough in school, we were in different classes in standard 2, I dropped class. =( Hahah.
It was a great trip back down to JB, brings back memories, I wonder how are all my friends there doing now, even though I do not remember their names nor their faces much any more. Well, wish them all the best, and I definitely hope to meet them again, so I hope they remember me and call out when they see me. =)
