Felt a sudden rush of nostalgia. I remembered my secondary school days where I slept in class. All I heard when I closed my eyes where the loud whirring sounds generated by the four ceiling fans and the voice of my teacher yapping away. Next thing I hear would be the loud ringing of the school bell which signals the time for recess.
Lethargically, I dragged myself to the toilet to wash my face. Then run down 4 storeys to the canteen as fast as I can cos the queue for the malay food stall would always be long. I would always ask for extra rice and their curry gravy is very delicious.
After a good tasty meal, I walk back to the foyer where most of my friends hang out. We would chat, laugh, fool around for the next 10 minutes till the bell rings again. We would slowly clamber up the staircase, chatting away and enjoying the breeze if there were any.
Back to class and back to sleep till the school bell rings again and home I go.
I miss the spiraling staircase I walked up and down for 4 years,
I miss the noise of busy students when it school ends,
I miss the warmth of the sun as I take the 15 minute walk back home,
I miss the sweaty feeling when I reach home.