i miss the thought-provoking conversations with weecheng.
i miss the 'freeze and melt' we used to play in school.
i miss Mdm Tan and her ill-disguised kindness.
i miss mrs heng and her softball sessions.
i miss playing on the beach with my daddy and my little sis and mom.
i miss my maternal grandma.
i miss visits to grandma's house.
i miss playing on seesaws.
i miss disturbing the mimosa plants on my way to school.
i miss playing on the swing set in primary school.
i miss rollerblading with jingyi.
i miss recesses with erica.
i miss my rollerblades.
i miss the lunchboxes my mom used to prepare. they used to be really yummy. =P
i miss being easily impressed.
i miss excursions to the most retarded and boring places that we'll all get so excited about cuz we get to miss school.
i miss chinese lessons and laughing ourselves silly, best friend.
i even miss my accident prone nature that led to countless scrapes and pain and tears. and my mom's immense worry each time it happens =X.
i miss the small sense of pride when i fall and dont cry, and act like it doesnt hurt when it bloody did. haha.
i miss being able to act tough and yet have people see through me.
i miss art club.
i miss the monkey bars and being monkeys on it.
i miss not caring even if i sit in a non ladylike way cuz i'm too young to care and there's nobody worth bothering about around to see anyway.
i miss PE and winning those trophies on sports days.
i miss the inane jokes.
i miss the absurd joy we get at having a day off from school.
i miss the awe derived from the simplest things, only i didnt think them simple then. everything was fascinating.

taking a trip down memory lane, and these things are never coming back. moving on to the phase where there is no uniform, no rules (or less at least) and where the new people you meet dont really hold hands and look out for each other anymore.

i miss taking up the pistol and adjusting the sighting.
i miss aiming and shooting. i miss pulling back the target card and seeing a 9 or occassionally a 10.
i miss getting great scores on practice days.
i miss the exhilaration when that happens.
i miss telling myself i can do better on a bad day.
i miss the approval on a card well shot.
i miss the adrenaline rush which comes in a 'competitive shootout'.
i miss hanging out at the range.
i miss the camaraderie.
i miss the teasing of the smelliness of rifle people's suits, even when they are not really.
i miss. a lot a lot a lot. 2:41:00 PM