Dear Diary..

I apoLogize mum… guEss I just dUn lieK 2 cLean my closet… ‘coz doing it brings back memories… All thE PE attires & school house tees popping out of nOwheRe… makes mE realizeD I’m indeed being heLd back by my past & failed 2 look forward to the future. All thE things tAt haD happened in my secondary school days, I wished thEn it would nvr end… it’s a kind of regret I guEss… no one nOes mAn… LookiN' at thE pile of cLothes (sUm I dUn even rmb having existeD & sUm I rmb yet seLdom or nvr wear at all.), I stooD liEk a statue hearing my mum’s lecturiN' abt I wasting her cAsh & all… bLah, bLah, bLah… nvm the branDed gds & all, I nvr realized ‘til nw I realLi tink tAt my sec. sKool daEs were truLy thE beSt days of my life. Daydream… the typical sec. sKool day would paSs liEk tis: I’lL wake up @6:00a.m., brush up & tend the kettle (I never bathe in morning, I know I’lL stink but it wAs back then), then @6:30a.m. I set out for sKool, the journey requiRin' abt 20 minutes oN foot… I’lL usualLy arrive at my sKool at aBt 6:50a.m. (The latest being 7:00a.m.)… I guEss you ppL would liEk 2 aSk y I would b suCh a jerk & go 2 school at suCh an earLy time? Simple; 2 play basketball ;p… SUm of my freNs would gather (as aLways, evryday), sUm juNiors, sUm seNiors, 2 engage iN a seRies of frenLy matChes lastiN' ‘til 7:30a.m. ; tAt’s thE time 4 singing thE nationaL anthEm. My cLass would thEn witneSs a soakiN' wet, stilL-breathin'-hard student stanDin' at thE back of the class (not 2 ment'n thE stinking sweat… oh my…)… then tEe day would wear on ‘til sKool dismissal (I wasn’t beri good at every subject, just Chinese & Maths & Science) where I would oNce agAin appear at the bbAlL court 2 play untiL thE school closes at 6:30p.m. tAt’s hOw my 4 yRs of sec. sKool days passed. Saying of that, I’d actualLy realize I’m beri interested iN a seNior(sHe's 1 yR oLder tHan mE) bAck in my sec. sKool, but by thEn I was aLreadi in poly & she in JC, bUt it’s anOther story for anOther time…

I finished scribbling at
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