sweet old days!

i was unpacking my stuff and happened to pick up my journal, the one i keep when i studied in palam for asasi. god i miss writing journal! hahah i remember crying a lot during those days, there were still tears' marks on the pages. and its true, some of the best memories i had back then, i already forgotten. i only recall them after flipping through the pages. funny how back then i swear i wont forget the moments.

if i could turn back time, i swear i wouldnt had given up on myself. only if i had the realization and work harder. only if i knew that i could do better. only if somebody told me that i am just like everyone else, that i stood a chance, that i am living the chance away. but hey there's no regrets. if i had done well back then, maybe i wont be as mature as i am today.

if i should miss the old days, then i should only make the coming days better than what i had before. i miss a part of me that i had lost along the journey, im glad that today i have the chance to find that missing part of me back. for better days await, cheers!

xx sue