Life end when we leave school (Facebook Note)

Life ends when we leave school. i was 9 when they spilt my class up to reduce the number of classes that year. i met a guy who kept on wasting my liquid paper away. we became friends and there were 5 of us. i had problems talking. i'd stammer. people made fun of me. everyone but them. the 4 of them. one guy would make fun of me, and they'd chase him all around the school field and whack him up. one day we played sword fight in school, and ended up breaking almost every broom stick in the school. and i got slapped by the head master.

life ends when we leave school. i didn't know why dad would sit out at the yard and smoke every night. he'd kicked mom out of the house. i hate the way the house was. i wanted to see if smoking solves problems.

life ends when we leave school. one of us would use a note book to draw up characters, each with different skills. the rest of us would choose one, and play his game. we'd play all day long at the back of the class. a gas lamp caught fire one day in class, cos the teacher didn't know how to use it. everyone left, but we were in the middle of a battle with a boss. we couldn't leave. we didn't, until the fire extinguisher fogged up the whole class room.

life ends when we leave school. we all went to the same secondary school. things were fine for a while, but we'd find new friends. adrian and kel met some gangster kids and started hanging out with them. eric and jun made new friends. i did too. a whole new world for us.

life end when we leave school. we were 15 when adrian left us. he had to go to a faraway place to stay. then there were 4 of us. it didn't mattered much, cos we all had our own friends to hang out with. but we still felt one less.

we'd save up money all week. we'd come early to school to play some b-ball. then we'd go eat at mc donalds with our week's savings. and we'd head up to the 4th floor for some arcade games. snooker maybe. we would feed the horsies too. there's this shop that'll charge us 3 bucks an hour to play ps games.

life ends when we leave school. we were 15 when kel left. he got into trouble and had to leave for a while. it was quite a long while. the next year, me and jun would walk from school to the bus stop everyday. we'd smoke at the phone booth in front of the police station. the booth's gone now. so is the blue building we'd always hang around, stealing action figures and smoking at the stairways. in the other building, some of us would steal east paks and pens and sell them to other students.

life ends when we leave school. at 16, me and jun would skip almost all the classes that year. except for modern math. the teacher got our respect somehow. i'd skip school and sleep at home. then they'd come knocking on my door. they'd drag me out for counter strike.

we'd sit in a mamak stall, 5-6 people chipping out money for a pack of ciggarettes then costing less than 5 bucks.'tabung haji' we called it, with no disrespect whatsoever. each puff and each stick meant alot, and we'd pass each around to minimise the time the ciggarette was left burning itself out. it was wasteful. we'd talk about the day when each of us would have our own packs of ciggarettes. how cool would that be.

people around us were already getting into drugs and serious gangster shit. i'd try the drungs out. i'd be high while i was catching a bus home. many times, actually.

life ends when we leave school. we'd spend weekends at each other's place, hang out from dusk till dawn. we always said we're blessed with 24-hour mamak stalls. we were. there were snooker centers and horsie centers as well. every weekend, one of our friends would have a birthday party. at least that was what our parents kept hearing. sometimes my mom won't let me out, but she could never stop me.

kel would come back from time to time. he'd expect us to be the same as before. we couldn't be. he gets disappointed when he comes back to his friends who'd already be hanging out with new friends, no longer the same. he can't blame us. he left. we can't blame him, we'd expect the same.

we'd get into fights. not me. i'm always the reactive one. meaning i only hit you when you hit me. and when i start hitting you, run. keep running and hope i lose interest. anyway, they'd always get into fights, and we'd always back them up. our policy is: whack now, talk later. we'd usually talk when we see blood on the ground. how to make blood? you'd be surprised how helpful house keys can be. sometimes we end up finding out our friends were at fault. what was done was done. at least we had fun throwing a few punches and kicks.

we skipped school one morning and we hung out at the stair ways outside the arcade in the blue building. some kids inside were smoking. amateurs. one guy went in and took their ciggarettes out. the kids came for them. i told them to go home and learn how to smoke in their toilets, cos it's embarrasing to not know how to smoke and carry ciggarettes around.

life ends when we leave school. things were great when we were 17. exams are coming, but since it was too late, there was nothing to worry about. we'd fail anyway. some of us learnt to drive. but because petrol seemed rather imposibly expensive back then, we didn't do much travelling.

spm ended. we knew we'd screw it up. no shit, sherlock. one guy made a school stamp. another learned how to forge the signature. many of us got into college using forcast results. the rest of us took the time to have some fun. going up to genting for the 'smoking in a cold weather' sensation, going to pd just because one of us wanted to smell the sea.

life ends when we leave school. that's what i think. many may disagree, saying life goes on, and life is when we make millions. i say money and status is crap. we had so much fun without much money. we had friendship. people who'd pick you up when you fall, back you up when you're bullied, take the fall with you when you're caught. life has ended. now, we're like fishes in an aquarium. we swim around all day for food. and we eat so we have the energy to swim.

now, there's still 5 of us. working people. some already planning to settle down and taking it to the next level: parenthood, others taking roads less travelled. we all had fun when we were living. the least we could do now is allow our next generation to experience it. because life ended when we left school.