Wednesday, November 30, 2005

i was doing some cleaning on my shelves,
and i found two 'my private journal' lying right there, a little dusty.
of course i took them, and began reading about the past, yes, MY past,
all the way back when i was that little sweet innocent primary 5 girl.

maybe i'll take the little part back since i'm still am little, literally.
=)

really, now i seriously, definitely, absolutely, really wish to turn back the time and live my life back then.

reminiscing those days is simply not enough,
i want to experience those days yet again,
but of course, try to make them better.

not long ago, i've been wanting to get rid of old junks that i feel i don't need,
but now i change my mind.
perhaps these old journals are great sources which definitely bring back sweet old memories,
those times i spent with my naughty little schoolmates and my girlfriends,
and not to forget, all the silly puppy love, being chased around the school by naughty little boys, having crushes and admirers here and there, childish girlfight among the girlfriends which are just so unforgettable because it seems so funny now.

and i still remember, i always,
and i really mean ALWAYS,
get my neighbour to come to my place and decorate my journals because my art skills weren't so great.
in fact, i've never been good in art.

i only have my primary 5 journals in my possesion.
if i'm not mistaken my primary 6 ones are with my form teacher, still.
haha.
i had a good laugh at the way i actually wrote the daily entries.
now that i normally start with some suggestions or tips and whatsoever,
it was way different back then.
it's all about ;
'dear diary..'
kinda thing.
and i actually gave one of them a name, Ashley,
yes, how silly.
so i was like ;
'dear ashley..'
you know, that's the basic thing you'll know if you're like 11 or so.
but hey, it wasn't so bad.
i enjoyed reading those entries though, even if i had to laugh at myself for writing what i feel is rubbish and unnecessary stuff.

at least i was a little creative then,
squeezing in some knock knock jokes and riddles knowing the teachers would probably think it's lameshit and laugh their butts off.
ah well, here's one of the lamest knock knock jokes ever,
'knock knock,
who's there?
Kent,
Kent who?
Kent you tell me who it is?'

see what i mean?
that's what i did when i have nothing in mind to write for that certain day's entry.
surely you guys get the idea of how such primary school girl will tend to pen down her feelings and all right?

oh yes, another interesting thing,
i even noted down the weather for that day!
see, it's totally different if you ask me how i do it now.
i don't go about, telling specific details to other people.
i mean, journals are meant to be journals,
for your ownself that is,
but it's different back then.
you let your teachers read your secrets.
that is if you're stupid enough to pen them down at first of course.
haha.
and at times, i actually made things up and write them off as an entry because i really have nothing in mind.

i'm off to watch my fav,
the Rainbow Connections.
at the same time, i'll continue reading my journals and try to bring back sweet memories of the old times.
haha.

bram!

8:58 PM