met rahs rents at the new
-or not so new anymore-
paragon extention.
they were pa tor-ing.ahaha.
so cute.
and her dad had sunglasses on.
haha.ohwell.they were just standing behind us
on the escalator.
i cant tell whether it felt awkward or not.
but in a way it was nice to see them again.
sarahs mummy is so so bubbly.haha.
so sweet.aii.
i wish i still lived at normanton.):
if only she didnt..forget it.
if only this,
if only that.
it never ends.
its one damned
long
screwed up
list of bull shit.
right.
so yes.
i wish i still lived at normanton park.
i wish the whole gang did well and
ended up in the same sec schl.
i wish we would make more time
for each other.
i wish this,
i wish that.
another whole lot of rubbish reminiscing..wanting this
and wanting that.
wanting all of them back.
gooness.did that just rhyme?
\= ahh.bittersweet longing for the past to happen again -
nostalgia. i dno how thinking abt how we used to trash the other classes
when they challenged us at nball
starts making me happy
at first and then everything ends sad.
probably cuz i know those days are never gonna come back.
we're different now.
thingsre different now.
we lead our own lives.
we keep our own secrets.
we have new friends.
new bestfriends.
our lives dont consist
of nball during recess everyday anymore.
our lives dont consist
of acting like we rule the schl anymore.
our lives dont consist
of letter writing to each other anymore.
our lives dont consist
of playing silly clapping games and trying to hear our echos at the compass anymore.
our lives dont consist
of roti prata from the indian stall aunty anymore.
our lives dont consist
of stupid survivor games anymore.
our lives dont consist
of trngs with mrs asrin anymore.
our lives dont consist
of failed surprise bday parties anymore.
and i guess the worst of all is that
our lives dont revolve arnd each other anymore.
*shrug- haha.isnt the past happily irritating?
i didnt exactly mean the haha though.
it was a sadistic laugh.
im so pathetic.
well.
time to pick up from where youve left off
and move on, ness.
