jack in the boxes ;

Hello. I'm currently on the run from studying again. Ahh.. Fisherman's Horizon is making me nostalgic. I always love this feeling of gauzy vagueness; it is like sitting atop fluffy clouds, looking down on rolling greens and lazy blues. [Hey, don't ask me. Maybe I was an angel in a previous lifetime!] Then I will start drifting and think about my primary schooldays. Okay, that sounds pretty dumb considering that was less than two years ago but somehow, it seems ages away. Prettily veiled and stashed somewhere far in the back of my mind. Fluttering ever so slightly; ever so tantalizingly in the breeze and memories would pop out like Jack in the boxes [Heh. A bird should know what I am talking about. :)]. Ahh, the simple days of childhood. Not that I'm grown up [Ha! The way I act in school sometimes!] but it's just different. It was all about firsts back then, like first Band Twos, first tournaments, first best friends. Ahh.. I miss Nelicia, Joanne, Yi Pei and Erica. They probably have their own lives, and go,"Audrey, who?", but I still think of them sometimes. All the times we did projects together, staying 10am-7pm at Nellie's house doing work, but, of course, Hide And Seek and talking being of more importance. Escape Theme Park. Bowling. Movies. Heh, friendship was so uncomplicated then, without all the artificial tactfulness and gossip. There wasn't any hate or dislike within a friendship, it was chummy. I wish I could go back to those days...

Netball was also stress-free too. Even though Mrs DeSouza screamed alot, she was nice in her own way, [Not saying Miss Puva isn't!]. There was just less expected of everything so life was much easier. [Ain't I a lazy one?] But friends like Syahidah, Atheena, Sihui and Siyi also made trainings a joy too. [Not saying that trainings now isn't a joy! x)] There just wasn't much to worry about. It was all Chinese Chess and the safe predictability of patterned days. Even exams didn't require much studying. At least, I didn't remember mugging two weeks before exams, like now. ARGH.

Okay, I think I have typed enough. Phew. I was never one for such saccharine wistfulness. Gah darn. Guilt has caught up. Shall go mug some more now. Ta.