The return.

Met up with some classmates to rush the last assignment for the module. Meeting place was NP, my alma mater.

Feeling was a mixture.

Took the direct bus, 154, and alighted at the usual bus stop. Crossed the overhead bridge and walked up the gradient slope leading to the main entrance. All was so familiar.

There were times when I would pass by the institution, but never did alight to take a closer look. Stepping into the grounds of NP, made me realized how much it has changed.