Missing the old days
You know what is the most exited things about high school? Obviously the freedom to show the true colors of yourself with your best friends. I mean real friends. My favorite people are starting to reveal their new version and I’m happy for that. But there is something that is lingering on my mind. Why the group is so incomplete? I really need that spirit that brings up everyone happiness upon the atmosphere. The way we bursted the laugh and almost throwing up the whole meal from tummy. Sometimes, I really wish they wouldn't grow up to be somebody that I feel odd to be around. Somehow, all I can do is to wish them a better environment. And yes most of us now are tearing apart and we didn't know what to do than indulging for what the hell is happening. My regret is that I don’t feel appreciate till the day I had received plain smile without the taste of happiness. New Day, isn't it?