The Black World Of Solitude.

Tuesday, 10 July 2012

Yeah, I'm feeling nostalgic at the moment.

I've just received a belated birthday present from a pen-pal in Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam. We met only once, when my school visited hers last year during the trip (check last year's archives), Le Hong Phong High School (I can't remember the exact name). She entered our school bus just as we were about to leave the school and we exchanged emails, so that was the only time I saw her. Well, we continued chatting via Yahoo Messenger, and now she actually took the trouble to send me a birthday gift from overseas, despite us having never talked face to face. I am grateful :) Her birthday's coming up soon, I shall prepare a present for her.

Anyway that's not the nostalgic part. Receiving a present from a girl (though this was just what it was - a birthday present) reminded me of another girl who gave me presents during Valentine's Day around 3 years ago. Now this was a Valentine's gift. Her letter reminded me of all the happy memories I had back when I was 12 and 13 years old. From stepping on each other's foot to tripping each other for fun xD Violent, but fun indeed. I would say we were a little immature back then, but well, that was the fun part.

We broke apart, but as of now we still remain best of friends. Well, we don't talk much because we're in different schools now, but when we meet up with the other people from my Primary six clique, there was no tension in the air. Of course, during the immediate aftermath of the break-up we never spoke for quite a while, but things became so much better in the end. And relieving these memories do not make me feel anger and hatred towards her; rather it made me smile. I guess I've matured xD

Time does fly fast indeed. In a blink of an eye I've aged 3 years, and I can't turn back (well, primary school was the best part of my life, not like now). But in a short span of time I managed to remember what happened during those times, and it makes me happy. Memories are really important to me. Although there were bad ones, I can only remember a bit of those bad things. I can't remember why we broke up, but it doesn't exactly matter now. And I do not wish to bring this up to ruin one of my best friendships, one that lasted, as of this year, 12 years. Yes, we met when we were four! xD

If you are reading this, the person who kept me happy as I turned 13 years old, just want to thank you for everything! I do not blame you for what happened in the past, but well, it does not matter at all, right now, because we're still best of friends.

Come to think of it, I've never written such a blog post before. Neither have I ever mentioned (or rather I don't remember doing so) my previous BGR. I must say I was a little bit paiseh ('embarrassed' fits this term but not really, more of shyness) during those times, but now I feel more mature xD in fact, so mature, that I keep looking back into my memories, which from what I heard, happens when you are old. Well... I'm only 16. But with a cloudy, blurry, cold path ahead, I guess it matters not if, to keep yourself happy, you look back at the brightened path behind you to feel a sense of warmth.

Now it's time to go back to reality where I have nine courseworks due in Wk 5 of the third term. This should be an adequate reason to be lost in my happy memories.

xD

Labels: Nostalgia

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