Come to think of it.. feels nice to dwell into memories of the past. From Singapore, back to Brunei.. again to Singapore then back again, Brunei.. alas.. Scotland. What do I get from living in many places? The most valuable thing? Hmm....Probably my friends... My list of friends is practically endless.. I can't keep track of everyone.. I wish I could!

The story of my life begins... The crazy times are the best moments. But there are also "weird" times. I still remember feeling so awkward and alienated when I first returned to Brunei for good (well, for six years at least..) for the first time...went to a local school. Why do they keep looking at me as if I'm from outer space? What's so great about coming from overseas? Just because I can't speak fluent malay.. and my english is totally american, doesn't make me not bruneian. Does it?

I still need to know more about my country. I was practically culture-shock in my own country. Haha. I know it sounds ridiculous.. but it's true. I'm learning how to lose my American accent.. and I have to say I'm doing well. People barely notice it.. So that's a headstart. Second, I need to learn more special bruneian words. Like.. "auw bah..", "mmm kali jua.."... Hehe.. Getting lots of help from my cousins and bruneian friends!

No matter what language I speak, people I hang out with.. school I go to.. Nothing feels as cool as being 100% bruneian. It's a shame I didn't know much about my country. I could've showed-off my country to my friends! After ISB, I think I was much more Bruneian. Hehehe.. that's coz most my friends in ISB are Bruneian. Though we spoke english in School, at least I had to speak malay when I'm outta school. I still remember talking to this chinese dude at some car workhop in English.. then he was like.. "Can u speak in malay?". Haha. I just laughed my head off. Then I left the rest of the talking to my friend.. since my malay sucks.

Enuf said.. I wanna look for my friends from primary school. I remember names and faces.. but no contact info what so ever. Haha.. sekolah rendah anggerik desa.. (woohoo! I still remember the name of my school!.. it's soo long u know..)... Those days when my brother was always in trouble because of me.! Azman..sheila.. diana.. zurah.. Where are u guys?? Haha.. I even remember my teachers name.. not that I want to. (hehe)

Then there's sekolah rendah kiarong (the names longer.. but can't remember it.. keke).. Hakim.. Sia.. Audi.. Jawinah.. Huda.. Siti Hawa.. Zarina.. Hmm... I can't believe I still remember u guys.

Even STPRI friends... though I was in STPRI for like a month only.. I don't know why.. but the names I remember most are filzah and shazana.. Hmm.. I wonder where they are? I bet they don't even remember me.