i'm lost.
those memories come flooding once so very often.
i'm drowning.
i miss everything.
i miss those days.
those laughter. and those snorts.
that stupid tone of yours when i get retarded (riiighttt.... okayyyyyyy. its like, totally man!)
the rolling of eyes.
the monkeyness.
the holding of toilet concerts. wahahas.
the thowing of tissue paper in e toilet.
the monkey guard =D
the ticklings.
the merlions.
the putting up of legs on e table..
and e disapproving frowns from mrs tan.
the games during pe =))
zero point. monkey. hahas.
the singing of off-key maroon 5 songs.
the composing of our own retarded songs.
the making fun of mrs chee.
the disturbing of others.
the wierd ideas that we come up with.
the all sorts of things that we talk about.
the bitching of some ppl =P
the wonderful lit discussions.
the banters.
the retardedness.
the lameness.
the exasperation. (that we haf for each other or others have towards us due to e absurdity of our amazingly retarded and stupid actions. hehehehhes.)
the cheekiness.
the playfulness.
the spirited-ness.
the liveliness of it all.
i miss them.
they're all gone now.
so absent.
so missing.
my life is so different now.
this mask is suffocating.
everyone is entittled to breathe.
i had to come up for air sometimes.
this is one of those times.
i miss my best friend.
cyn.
161288.
victorian.
vjc 05S43.
vjcsb.
tpjc (1st 3mths) 05S31.
tksian.
tkband.
khs.
flautist =)
all that i hold dear.
besties(: and lovely lovely friends.
family.
shopping, reading, lazing around.
sweet, pretty, striking colours.
swirls. stripes.
ice cream, chocolate, and the same few constants.