I cannot believe we'd ever die for these sins- we were merely freshmen.

Li was right when she said the best days of our lives are over. for me they happened two years ago, when I looked like a boy with my long-short hair (what's up with that?), fighting for equality or fairness or just fighting. Toots had love in her eyes and she gave me so much hope, Li had no fear and would stand up to useless English teachers, Weet was high on weed and she always made my day with little treats, Nuu was high on Literature and a stickboy so I thought she was the coolest. my fondest memories of being 17 were wasting days with the girls, lying on the grass after softball trainings marvelling at soccer/hockey/volleyball boys, stealing glances across the canteen during lunchtime.

I think we've all had these moments. where you reminisce about old friends, that special group of people who saw your worst and best times. I remember breaking down in GP class or some other class with Nuha by my side just resting her head on the desk staring at me. I also remember us laughing so much about ice-cream(ice-cream!) during lazy afternoons after school (Tuty: why do they wobble like that??)

why also did we eat so much, get fat, skip PE and had the cheek to complain?

looking back though, that was exactly why I was so fond of school.

tonight I feel sad for us, for feeling lost and sorry, tired, and old. youth was not meant to be robbed from us tonight. I want to have this vibrancy and vigour for as long as I can. if we lose it now, then I will try and get it back because I would hate, hate to grow so much this quickly. I am not going to bow down to Time and Age. no no, not tonight.