First Class Trip Ever

"Where are you going?" Someone called as the 5 Angsanians trotted out of the school.

"Ponteng (Playing truant)!" Our classmate yelled back. Sharing giggles, we clambered into a bus and was on our way to the Pusat Sains Negara (National Science Centre).

You may find it amazing to know that while we have been in the same class for almost two years, this is the first class trip we have ever had. Aching deeply, I hope this isn't the last. We really should organise class trips of our own too...one day.

Even on the way, there was much to remember, especially the 'he-says-she-says' sessions a group of us have decided to commence, and carry out when there is time to kill.

So we weren't exactly there to pay the place a visit. For the first few hours, along with students from several schools, we clustered in a lecture hall for a talk in Pharmacy. "Either our school have really serious students," I whispered to Wen Lian, as the hall roared with laughter at a joke and our class didn't, "Or we're bored and half-asleep". That's when I noticed some staring into space. It's good, no doubt, but not something I'd consider going for.

After the talk, we had some refreshments (the noodles was fantastic), then we were allowed to tour on our own.

A spiral stairway led to a balcony above the centre, and for a first place to start exploring, it was worth the memories. Next thing we knew, we were speeding around the centre, awed by anything and everything, as if we were spun back ten years into the realm of childhood. There were countless 'huge red' buttons to press, rooms to check out and loads of objects tempting fingers to fiddle with. You can see the glow on our faces as we started experimenting with every gadget, knowing that given a choice, we would want to stay for the entire day, that time should probably just stop at its tracks.

I think time was jealous of us; it rushed by so fast. And to think that waiting for me back there is but the Chinese class and Chemistry tuition. And to think that the day had latched itself onto my mind so tightly--- every piece of conversation, joke, and laughter--- that I can but wonder if there will be next times.

"I think we should go on a class trip after SPM." Someone mentioned while we walked back into the school.

Well, I guess we will.