[date of post ↑ just published late =x]
hmmm, here are the days of reflection again...
i just had a look back over the past months and years of memories through photos today...
and i realize that i've met a whole lot of people that just like the angsana seeds; they have gone with the wind...we all have walked in different paths.
and no matter how diminutive this place may be, i have never bumped into of any of them in years; especially the ones i used to be very close with.
well, i HAVE only caught sight of them - from afar; like pie, neo wei, ros, glenn, ping sian, vanan and yee won.
and i think it's rather disheartening that - to think, you used to be ouh-so-damn-freakin'-close and always thought that it was impossible for us to not meet for this long yet look at us all now...
i wonder how everyone is doing...
Lasallians...the art days, the basketball tournaments, the sports days i looked forward to, the devotions every friday, the special events, the goodies for children =]
YFC days...the fellowships and gatherings. =] (misses ate jovi and co.)
CDians...the swimmings, the boyfriends, the talent shows, the 'like, ohhh-my-gosh' and 'oer-moi-goddd' days with feeda and co. and the breakdancing days with Hazwan and co.
drama society...the workshops, the camps, the stage days, the props, the auditions, the scripts, the bloopers, the audience.
5/1 fam...the class pranks on our teachers[they love us]; locking the doors on them to stall the tests and sleeping, the passing of thumbdrives; the "jap, jap" communications, the sitting together on anything we do[even pee-ing together], the canteen table no one dared sit on, the annoying and making fun of our juniors after break, the getting caught for latecoming and untidy hair and tucked out uniform, the outings, the sports day 'class champion' cheers, their endurance of waiting for me at the bus stop and unintentionally dragging them into detention too =x [just to make sure i'm early/on time], the tiffs among cliques, the being driven around anywhere by lee to chill, and the buggings of my bugger; buying me burger and coffee every morning =]
ouh, and the everyday-ice-cream days, heehee
*i know i always reiterate my posts, but ain't that how our memory work? we ruminate fortuitously...so i'm just narrating my thoughts.
anyway, i bet my lovely 5/1 misses these and probably writes/have written the same things time and again.*
darn! good ol fun young days...
then comes the ITE life...the frenz and classmates and IC fam, the dance practices, the lounging at foyer; singing on top of our voices and watching schoolmates walk by and eyeing on hawtt lads[though there aren't many or any?!]...
wonderful memories...but almost all is gone and only the photos help reinstate the moments i had with them.
should i not be lazy, i will post some photos...
since after exams, i haven't chilled with any of them...
everytime i look at the photos, i remember i still had a rather fun life.
and now it's just work, home and toooot. {=,=]"
and i certainly have missed you guys so much i'm gettin' fucked up with my life again.
i really missed those days.
but i know that one day, when i look back, i will definitely miss this IAP at Creative.
and come to think of it, we people never take value of the present until we are at the future and reminiscing our past! hmph! yes, i am referring to myself too. =/