i hate how i see things around me now, i admit.
or the right term would be, envy.
i see pictures all around the people who once shared few happy moments together, and how i could be in those pictures which i didnt, or how i was supposed to be there...and which i wasnt.
i missed all those adventuring moments in oac..
i would always feel younger, or even forgot that i'm always a day older everyday, that i would feel like a child who would be all crazy while playing with her playmates...
i missed all those gatherings with people whom missed me..
over smoothies, over meals, hanging out at malls, coffee shop, under the block...just everywhere..
i missed all those friday night lepaks..
the foolish, silly games...and not forgetting the gossips..
i missed almost everything that i used to do, or that usually people would see me almost everytime there..
and all for what? =(
if only things were slightly different....at least....days, things, life would be so great, so perfect... of which i could continue doing things i used to love.
i miss all those time with people whom used to make me laugh till i cried.
i never forget all this. i never had..
i just wish.......things were a bit different, and would go a little bit my way....
or the right term would be, envy.
i see pictures all around the people who once shared few happy moments together, and how i could be in those pictures which i didnt, or how i was supposed to be there...and which i wasnt.
i missed all those adventuring moments in oac..
i would always feel younger, or even forgot that i'm always a day older everyday, that i would feel like a child who would be all crazy while playing with her playmates...
i missed all those gatherings with people whom missed me..
over smoothies, over meals, hanging out at malls, coffee shop, under the block...just everywhere..
i missed all those friday night lepaks..
the foolish, silly games...and not forgetting the gossips..
i missed almost everything that i used to do, or that usually people would see me almost everytime there..
and all for what? =(
if only things were slightly different....at least....days, things, life would be so great, so perfect... of which i could continue doing things i used to love.
i miss all those time with people whom used to make me laugh till i cried.
i never forget all this. i never had..
i just wish.......things were a bit different, and would go a little bit my way....