That Year
Those puffy eyes at Mackers, when I didn't wanna go to school and we ponned assembly.
Why I love my sigg bottle.
The sweets you bought for us so that we wouldn't sleep during lecture.
Realising that I'm not that little girl you once knew anymore.
The goals in life, for life. The science behind it all.
Maybe not understanding each other oh so much but knowing that it runs deeper; yet there's always this mutual understanding of a line drawn.
charlene says:
i know it's not easy..that's why you have to be patient and wait. cos if you compromise then it's like eating bitter medicine all the time..
you wouldnt know what sweet is anymore
the most incomprehensible thing about the world is that it is at all comprehensible says:
woah
thatz the most thought provoking thing i heard from u thus far
looks like aust is doing u gd
haha
Then there were moments I missed, where photos were sent over msn. Where lives were shared excitedly over the phone and through e-mails.
Then there's this girl I'm gonna visit in one of the most romantic cities in the world (so says some travel guide).
The pre-Olevel results scare, handholding, swimming at tch, watergun, pepsicola and giggles and rants. The girly but not so girly us. :)
Suddenly I feel like I lived in a different world, in a different time.
:) And to everyone else who made that difference in that year, could I have you know that you still remain part of my greatest support in life:)
