Memories

i've been thinking a lot the past week. all of which is worth putting to words. n yeah...i didn't. because...i always do all that thinking when i'm busy with house chores...driving...or i just don't have a pen n paper with me.

no doubt more than half of those thoughts freed themselves from my brain cells' clutches by now. actually...75% of them has already succeeded. =.="

so...what's the 25% ? my nostalgic nature.

i've been visiting my memories of the good old times since the beginning the new semester.

going to HELP. waiting for the HELP bus. taking RapidKL. hanging out in the library. having lunch at HP tower...UOA...

planning a booth for carnival. squeezing our brains for ideas. planning the details for various events. working in a team. disagreeing on things that doesn't make sense. having fun n building friendships doing all that.

chatting until our saliva dry before teacher/lecturer comes to class. laughing at silly jokes someone make. hanging out at every opportunity we can get. skipping classes at every opportunity.

those were the days. God knows how much i missed them.

now that i find myself back in these situations again but with extremely different environment, i long for those times even more.

going back to HELP has never been the same. though i enjoy my lectures n the intellectual challenges thrown my way very very much.

it is never the same.

going back to the same place without the familiar faces is even harder. u keep thinking back to those carefree (but sometimes stressful) times.

u get illusions. seeing your friends and lecturers when they're not really there. crazy huh?

this coming fund-raising assignment and the not-so-long-ago prs gathering plus our busy schedule... i can't help but hope that we can gather again n plan something together n have fun. i miss the times we put our heads together [ok...mayb not all of us], argue over both silly n serious things, forget our differences n have fun even though we're not doing a really good job at whatever we were doing. HAHaha...ha.....ha............... (diminuendo) [apparently...i still remember bits of my piano O.o]

these few nights...i've been brought back to the past in my dreams. heck...they even felt real. like i really have been transported back to the past to relive them.

weird huh? a psychology student having illusions n talking bout travelling back to the past.

blame the nostalgic worms nibbling at my senses.