I never thought that one day, i would be rid of that heavy feeling of dread and despair as i approach KYUEM. The trees that line the road, the palm-ish trees, that I see as we near Lembah Valley evokes memories of Kuantan.
All the good times at the beach.
the rock climbing, swimming, lazing
the long nights as we stretch out on the seaside chairs of Hyatt
(illegally-while we wait for the hotel guards to chase us off)
the nonsense conversations.
the endless yamcha sessions.
Just the good old times.
The thought of returning to college after blissful time spent at home is awful. But now, these trees, they don't make me long for the car to be turned around in the opposite direction anymore. I actually look forward to college. The very college that i once fondly termed as the 'hellhole'. Well, it has been almost two years since i came here. It's hard to hate anything that long. Plus, i can actually say with conviction that i will never trade these two years for anything, anything at all.
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