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GOOD OLD TIMES
Sunday, May 3, 2009
its been a week since im back
yet, somehow i still couldn't help feeling nostalgic.

To: nurul, espall, yating, wendy, eugene and sam

from strangers to 4-months worth of substantive friendship
from winter to spring
from bald trees to blooming flowers
from short hair to long hair
from 18 year old to 19 (LOL)

the days we live tgt, chat gossip talk
scream shout curse laugh
cook wash clean vaccum !
study till the mid night
party till the wee hours
romping the streets along antibes and juan les pins
eat cereals, hotdogs, pasta, kiwi cakes, kabab
chocolate biscuits, strawberry with sugar and gossip girls
the sound of hair-dryer, nagging sound..LOL...
fear of the security guard knocking
apologzing(haha)
bonjour-ing, merci and au revior
the beach, the dog poops, the reverse-kiss
cheating trains, groccery shopping like-nv-ending
and the list goes....
i MISS of all these ♥

so sad, its all over ='(

2018, i hope we'll be exactly where we are at 10 years before. or 9 years haha..
should we rent Eden park again?! and repeat the routine? ahaha..

i ♥ you guys, beaucoup beaucoup!

God bless!