it's almost the end of year already. cruel.

I probably looked the same.. yet underneath all had changed.

Talking to primary school friends and school teachers.. i miss those days.

Where somehow that happy go lucky seemed to fade.

I miss you today. Didn't come. Such a wet blanket.

they always say you would regret saying those words,

not appreciating them when they're around. It's only when you lost it,

then you started feeling upset. True.

I miss;

~My trainee lit & chem teachers

~My pri sch choir conductor & sec1 conductor

~Sec2 teachers

~Ex-emath teacher

~the times we had in sec2/pri sch

I just stood in the sun,

watching it shine down on me.

Feeling its warmth,

yet i knew,

even when it is sunny outside,

it would always rain in the inside.