A Tribute to Einsteinium 1317.

Assalamu'alaikum.

Someone decided to stream the classes. The classes yang the members had build a strong bond between the members, the classes which the members loved each other walaupun menyampah tahap gaban sekali pun, the classes which had members who were united in everything.

Sekarang?

You'll say you're always gonnaa be an Einsteinium with all your heart. But the reality is, when time passes, those would only be words. You won't be a pure Einsteinium 1317 anymore. No one would. Even if they decide next year we can get back to our original classes, it won't be the same. Even though we're still in the same batch, the same college, it won't. It just won't.

So while the love for Einsteinium 1317 is still warm, while the longing for us to reunite in one class again is still piercing, while the wounds are still bleeding, allow me to write a tribute to the genius sleepy heads of the most quiet class in Loistava XI: Einsteinium 1317. This is to:

The ever-caring, lovely Ms. Nurul Munirah Safian.
The gentleman of a president, Iskandar Damierel.
The responsible, garang vice president, Hasya 'Aqilah.
The little, immature kitty-cat, Ain Sofeah.
The Sven-loving Taylor Lautner, Aliff Addin.
The quiet, shy Aliyyah Syafiqah.
The sharp-tongued goal-keeper, Amir Harith.
The focused, diligent panda, Amirah Natasya.
The petite, gedik-in-an-adorable-way Anis Suraya.
The naive, innocent twin, Hanin Dayani.
The crazy, bold, MCR fan, Hazirah Adlina.
The adorable, squeaky Bruno Mars, Iskandar Dzulkarnain.
The math-freak of a duck, Izwan Mohni.
The drunk square-headed Adud, Muhd Haziq.
The singing sleepy-head, Faiq Irfan.
The overexcited-but-patient librarian, Muhd Irfan.
The jiwang sweet-talker, Syahir Yusli.
The college taiko, Nur Iffah.
The dramatic debater, Izny Hidayati.
The selamba, direct Nurfarahin.
The sweet, kind-hearted Najwa Afiqah.
The straight-forward unexpected Aisyah Masrudin.
The slightly-annoying-but-actually-really-nice Syazwi.

The memories will sooner or later fade, leaving nothing but faint scars etched in my heart. But for now, I'll cherish whatever I can grasp:

Singing Anak Malaysia like crazy on the stage during Merdeka
Painting Japanese flags for UNGA
Playing Truth or Dare in class
Pranking each other during birthdays
Cheering until our throats hurt during tuju selipar
Painting the banner for Salvation Version II
Admiring our fab class board
Simply being our crazy selves who automatically become quiet in class

Dear Einsteinium 1317,
I love you.

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Selamat maju jaya.