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Wednesday, January 26, 2005

Just Thinking..

Was listening to my Zen Micro in the bus when suddenly thoughts came back to me again. For no particular reason, just sank into a mood of deep melancholy.

Perhaps it was because of some sad tunes and lyrics that made a powerful impact. Then I just thought that in life, the little decisions u make can make such big changes. Just like deciding where you want to sit in the bus, can change the whole sitting position of others. It's scary.

Made me thought again with nostalgia of my carefree childhood. Really miss my primary school days when is was one of the best times in my life. Remembering...

Participicating actively in class when questions were asked. My bestfriend and I would just raise our hands up..

Playing "Here, there and everywhere" game using the poles of the shelter... Playing Mr Wolf, ABC, hand-games and inventing our own games..

Racing with each other in the field...

Playing at the monkey-bar area which we were not supposed to and was scolded by the vice-principal. And thought too that it was very funny how we got scolded and laughed it out later...

Birthday celebrations of friends were always fun. Playing great games and really cool prizes...

Writing pen-pal mails in class secretly when we were often caught and scolded...

Taking lots and lots of neoprints and didn't mind that it was expensive...

How we used to give funny nicknames to teachers we hate...

How we imitated teachers on their words and actions...

And many many more.......

How I really miss those days of never-ending fun and excitement.. That's why I was thinking nothing lasts forever and all the more we should cherish and treasure every single moment.


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