Wouldn't It Be Good

"Tengah rushing for Meeting to Jalan Timur, terdengar pulak lagu ni kat radio. Lama betul tak kedengaran lagu nih. Teringat pulak jaman muda2 dulu..."


Welcome back to the eighties. 2nd Q, 1984 to be exact. How time flies. I was done with my SPM, and in Section 2, Shah Alam, doing crash course for my Toefl. Overly-eager-teenager with an overly-eager-outlook of the future.

Hey ! What would they say at that time. The future is so bright I have to wear a shade. He he.. Sukala Jo.

Coming from the East Coast, generally, we are placed in the lower rung English classes. The less. As I can remember, mostly the students in these kinda classes are from Mara KB, and KT. And of course, budok budok Jeghrantut, Maraenn. Those ulu schools. Mostly are boys who didn’t even know who the hell is Mills and Boons. Tak pernoh dengar pon.

Aiseyman, it took me a good 8 months to know there is a diference between moaning and mourning. How did I discover that, I have no comment.
How to compete with Kids from VIs and SSPs who scored full marks on their Toefl Trial, on the first sitting ? And those Sarawakian Kids. Until today, I still do not have an explanation why students, say, from Kanowit, are always better in English, from students coming from Jengka 18.

When I heard this song a moment ago, all of the memories came back rushing. The hairdos (Nick Kershaw’s), the wortel jeans, Section 2 and the lecturers. Remember Fatima Blush ?

I used to feel like this before and amusingly (syukor Alhamdulillah), after 21 odd years I feel the other way around, now..


I got it bad
You don't know how bad I got it
You got it easy
You don't know when you got it good

It's getting harder
Just keeping life and soul together
I'm sick of fighting
Even though I know I should

The cold is biting
Through each and every nerve and fibre
My broken spirit is frozen to the core

Don't wanna be here no more

Wouldn't it be good to be in your shoes
Even if it was for just one day
And wouldn't it be good if we could wish ourselves away

Wouldn't it be good to be on your side
The grass is always greener over there
Wouldn't it be good if we cold live without a care

You must be joking
You don't know a thing about it
You've got no problem
I'd stay right there if it were you

I got it harder
You couldn't dream how hard it got it
Stay out of my shoes
If you know what's good for you
The heat is stifling
Burning me up from the inside
The sweat is coming through each and every pore

Don't wanna be here no more

Wouldn't it be good to be in your shoes
Even if it was just for one day
And wouldn't it be good if we could wish ourselves away
Wouldn't it be good to be on your side
The grass is always greener over there
And wouldn't it be good if we could live without a care