I'm a student that never really imagined of having an amazing school year when I was a fourth year student. Before, I thought that the word "classmate" is only a label. A word that means if I will finish my studies, I can't call them my classmates anymore. We will having separate ways or path. Journey to be exact. But time proves me that I was wrong. Time proves me that even if we will having our separate ways, I can still remember them as my classmates, my friends when I see them again.
I can say that my classmates before was first, of course became my classmates, secondly became my friends and lastly treated each other as a family. We cried together when our section has a problem. We help each other for the better. We also have the hobby of "cheating together, graduates together." Funny right? But in my defense, we don't always did that. We all know the secrets of one another before the other students from different sections and year level knows. We are the first before the others. We share the same laughter. And never finished the day without solving the problem. Of course we can't escape the reality that there will be fights and hurting. But as I said, we never finished the day without solving the problem. We always find ways to have peace on our classroom. If they still won't stop the fight, we tell it to our teacher that we treated as our second mother. And together, will fixed the problem.
And because of our good and bad memories, I can say that it's not easy to be apart from them. I realized that a classmate is not just a word. It's a thing where I can find my own happiness when I'm not with my family. It's a thing where I can say that family is not just about flesh and blood. But it's all about true friendship, love and happiness.
