:: memories... ::

Friendster is soooo slow.... so while i'm waiting for the page to load so I can reply to my PM, here I am blogging...
Well, the speed is probably due to my contribution from downloading... oh well...

Anyway, back to my topic of memories...
Have any of u ever kept a diary, or wrote letters, or notes to a pen-pal or maybe to a classmate, schoolmate? Well... I did.
I wrote in a "diary" when i was in sec school and i did write notes n letters to my juniors n my classmate that was in another class.
I chanced upon it just now when i was clearing my humongous mess of paper mountains in my room. And yes, as i clear i look at what im keeping or throwing away...
There were letters to a particular friend that sad to say I do not even keep in contact with anymore and that we were not even on talking terms when we graduated. She was my really good friend at one point of time and we were always together during weekends. I wonder how she is and hope that she does not blame me for souring our friendship. As teenagers, you should know how childish and how silly we could be. Making a huge fuss out of nothing at all. I just hope that she's doing well and wishing her good luck in all her future endeavours.

I didn't write in a diary reguarly, and as you can see I do not blog daily either and I do it on a need to do basis. I blog when I get the inspiration to or when I'm full of bursting "emotions"...
I was reading my "diary" that I confided in as a teenager. Although the entries were not over a long period of time, When i look back, I do feel so silly n childish but yet so innocent and gullible at the same time. I wrote abt my crushes and abt a boyfriend that I had. But being such a young teenager, Did I really know abt love? Abt what I felt for him and what he felt for me? Did he really love me? Did I really love him? I see the words scribbled everywhere on entried abt him that I loved him. But what did i know then? Then again, it was fun being young, indulging in puppy love, making new friends with boys from other boys schools. It was a good memory.
It's these memories that make me feel that teenage life wasn't that bad after all.

+ vodka cat updated @ 3:24 am

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