Dug out all those old photos from my old study table's drawer.
Memories came flashing back. Most of it were laughter. Which idiot will take picture of themselves when they cry like hell.
But there's one in particular, a photo 3 years back that cost me RM 12 from Genting Highland roller coaster ride. It was my first time to go up there, my first time to go play at a proper theme park, my first time to a casino, my first time going to a trip with my boyfriend that time. That photo, had a lot of first time.
I chuckled a bit when I thought of all those crazy things I did with that gang that time. My cousin was my partner in crime. My boyfriend that time, was an all-time supporter for everything that I wanted to do.
But everything has changed now. I grew up. My partner in crime went out to the real world and earn her own dimes, my boyfriend that time went away for better things in his life. Gang in the picture all went separate ways, some for good, some for bad. I wonder, when will the same happy gang gather again, despite all those differences and misunderstanding that had happened?
Humans are just too good in remembering the faults and lies that had done on them. They never really forget, although they could forgive. When lies and faults came adding to a relationship, is it no longer pure, or even worthy to be treasured?
Other old photos proved me right. I had lost too much friends, most of it, was because of lies and faults.
I saw those young faces and look in the mirror. Am I the same person that I see now in the picture? I shook my head, definitely not. We are no longer young and innocent, just like me and my partner in crime. We are no longer girls who talk about boys problem together and would be extremely happy when we get to pull an all-nighter playing games and eat midnight ice cream.
So much have changed. Too much till I can't even recognize my old self. All these are too scary, yet so true. Reality is bloody realistic when it comes to this.
I kept back all those photos in my drawer in shut it tight.
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
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