The Past

I had the oddest dream last night. I was among friends, getting ready for a big party. I was wearing a bright red leather dress, and was having trouble finding my red high heels. There were many, but the one I liked did not have a partner. While getting ready, I bumped into an old classmate from my Seri Puteri days. We got into this argument when she asked me whether or not I was going to the final school gathering on Christmas Day. I guess the anticipation of this gathering got to me. Tomorrow will be the day the Old Girls community get to bid farewell to our school before it is moved. It will be a reunion of sorts, meeting up with old friends, and new ones. I have to admit, I have been sort of a recluse since leaving the school in 1992. I got on with life and didn't look back. Secondary school for me personally, was a very long and painful period of adjustment. I guess after going so far, going back would be a very emotional journey.