It was the year 2007

Three and a half years ago, today seems a long way to go. I have 6 months (more or less) left before leaving this strangeland for good. It's funny how suddenly I'm beginning to see things differently, everything seems to be done for the last time. I'm currently on my last school break before I start working (although there are 2 semester breaks in February and April, they don't count as school holidays, because exams are just after each break), I just came back from Colmar and Strasbourg, what if that was the last time I'm going there? I just went to Münich with Dinie and Fifi, what if that was my last (euro)trip? And during this final semester, I shall be sitting for my exams for the last time, I'll get my last scholarship in March, and finally the saddest thing would be buying a one way ticket to Malaysia in the middle of 2008.

Perpisahan itu,
Walau sudah lama kuduga,
Pasti tetap mengundang air mata
Musfariza Mansor 2003

Anyways, a new year will begin tomorrow. New year, new day, new hopes, same old me. 2007 has been an important year to me. I turned 20 this year for crying out loud. I feel really, really, really, really, really old. I had my first taste of working life during my stage in April. I'm now an uncle, which makes me feel much much much older. But I guess, I'm looking forward (or not) to 2008. I shall be able to register to vote, I'll start working, I'll have to start thinking about paying bills, paying tolls, paying for parking, paying for food, paying my car and/or house loans, and all that without any financial aid from my father (I hope). Gosh, I'm still not done enjoying my childhood.

If 2007 were a song it would be:
The way we were, the way I was...

Mem’ries,
Light the corners of my mind
Misty water-colored memories
Of the way we were
Scattered pictures,
Of the smiles we left behind
Smiles we gave to one another
For the way we were
Can it be that it was all so simple then?
Or has time re-written every line?
If we had the chance to do it all again
Tell me, would we? Could we?
Mem’ries, may be beautiful and yet
What’s too painful to remember
We simply choose to forget
So it's the laughter
We will remember
Whenever we remember...
The way we were...
The way we were - Barbra Streisand