Finding the past.

I kinda recovered old photos I thought were long lost.. As predicted, the bouts of nostalgia hits me yet again..

Can't help thinking of the past, of happier days, simpler times, easier lives.

Got reminded of times where I was still so involved in the world around me. Jss gatherings, bbqs which I don't like organising, but do anyways just to see everyone. Of DNA and the countless late nights out having supper. Of being part of BAOC, looking at freshies and their confused faces when they first came in, of that stupid rap i came up with. Of YV, and my brush with volunteering.

How can someone be busy, and still keep all his friends close?

Someone or someones has to be left out, neglected. Force of circumstances? More like opportunity cost, cynical as it sounds. But I guess these kind of things go round in a cycle, and in the end you return to those whom, ultimately to you in your life, mean the most.

Ah well, me and my ranting off again...

"Why does it always rain on me? Is it because I lied when i was seventeen..."