Random thoughts:
Browsing through the old photos starting when I was a baby still.
Everything seems so perfect, when stress does not even exist in my life.
Now, thinking back, I realise we are happy back then cause we are satisfied with what we have.
but, the environment that we grow up in make us wanting for more, no longer will be satisfied with what we have.
How I wish I will never grow up sometimes.
Seeing young kids, reminds me when I was in primary school.
Folding stars was my hobby with a couple of good friends, we play Santa claus, "Whose eggs break first", Old Maid, Donkey and even role play.
Taking away economic noodles to share among the 3 of us, visiting babe shop to look after the shop with her.
Shrimping to buy more tidbits to share and going on an excursion just make us more than excited.
Memorable days.
That time, we didn't even realise such moments would be so precious to us a few years down the roads.
Secondary time, first two years was happy with interesting friends around.
Crapping around, doing things together, gossiping about her and him.
Trying out new things was my forte. I tried bad things, good things all together.
We walked home from school time to time, chasing the bus, always laughing like mad in the class.
Visiting the special toilet at every break, smells cigarettes and spy after teachers.
Funland was the new shit at that time, 3.30 at Macdonald with the usual clique.
We are always there, doing the same old shit, Macdonald, northpoint, safra, funland.
I guess no one had not seen us before there.
But still it was that time when I was truely devastated, with people who thinks I couldn't make it to anywhere anyway.
Still I survived, happily.
Last two years, things didn't go very well. But still, it was part of a memory that I cherished.
Almost pierced my entire face at that time, record was 8 for facial and twenty over on the ears.
Can't believe I did that anyway.
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Met friends who were super steady, we skipped school together just to catch a movie.
Sometimes, I skipped art lessons just to stay in the room to sleep with those super steady friends.
Gossip together like a bunch of bimbos. Always making the teacher super mad.
Didn't hand in 9.5/10 homework given to me.
& whenever the bell for lower sec rangs, we disappeared at sight.
At sec 4, I barely went to school, and would told my mum that the lessons is cancel or holiday which she stopped believing after tt mad teacher call her in for a coffee session
It's hard to see all of us in school and sometimes I feel so lost without one of us together.
We celebrate each other birthdays, going to orchard to shop frequently after skipping lessons.
Everything is so so so... daring and adventurous.
What memories.... I'm not empty afterall :)
Bought dad Upapa for his birthday, hope he like it :D
it's hard to be fair to others, when you had to be cruel to yourself.
