garang guni in the making.

after hours and hours of scouring my old items,
many memories just came flooding my brain.
it's like a sudden flashback, where i'm standing and looking at what was taking place in the past.
i saw many happy moments in school.
many letters, many gifts, many surprises and all.
i savaged out a thousand letters from my secondary school friends.
these letters were signed off with a "i love carmen" note.
i wonder if they really meant that even at that time.
life was great back then. being naive and all,
i always thought everyone was good.
but after all these uneventful accounts, i seriously felt a harsh knock of reality.
people aren't what i thought they were.
on a solemn note, i miss those times.
i miss those friends. i miss everything.
i even miss my old self. i wish that i can bring her back.
but life had changed me, and i'll never be able to bring her back.
just like how i'll never be able to bring back those happy memories to life.
those were the times where my grandma, grandpa, uncle, aunt and everyone who passed away was still alive.
i really wish i can go back into time to relish all these happy memories once again.
i'm keeping all these little stuff, little mementos so that i'll never forget them.

p.s, i have way too much junk.