I realised I have lost my sense of direction..

Suddenly I feel everything is going too fast for me..

Tat nite was suppose to be a happy occassion coz it was a bdae party

but i shed a tear..

Alrite it was more dan a tear, it was teardrops..

It just rolled down my cheek but it wasnt obvious..

I miss the old days..

i miss d times i was young i always go to my aunt hse n slp..

I miss d times my neighbour always come to my hse to play with me..

I miss when i used to play kites at the soccer field..

I miss the times when my mum always bring me to Auntie Sharon hse

I miss the times when after exams we get to play games in class

I miss the times when we hang around at the study corner

I miss the times when we went out during special festivals n take pictures..

I miss the time when we exchange letters with each other..

I miss the times when i go to ur bdae n get to eat the fried bee hoon ur mum cook..

I miss the time when after school we sat at the canteen to chat

I miss the time when he look after the goose tat appear no where

I miss the times when i go ur hse to see chubby

I miss the mee goreng cooked by ur maid

I miss the times when we went for nite walks

I miss the times when i go seoul garden

I miss the times when we all carry the same things..

I miss the times when we go chalet

I miss the times when we went genting

I miss the times when we went cycling

I miss the times when we just go out for makan

I miss the times

I miss those days

I miss u all..