memories

memories.. i have a love-hate relationship with these things..
i love recalling all these beautiful memories.. but i hate the fact that these are just memories.. things that have gone past.. and things that u can never get back.. i hate that feeling of wanting so badly to go back.. but knowing i just can't..

sri mawar's field and canteen.. one of the places that brings back just so many many memories..

the field.. where PJ was.. where a friend in year one did things he shouldn't have.. where beanbags were a favourite game among us girls.. skipping ropes.. hula hoops.. all taken from the little store near the teacher's small toilet.. the warming-up we did with cik yee in year one.. where we ran laps so small looking at the laps in chung hua make us whinge for the old sri mawar field..

the canteen benches.. where us girls had fun times sitting during year 6 pj lessons.. with 'THAT' excuse and all four of us just coincidentally all at once..*heee.. where memories unfolded right before our very eyes.. where looking at our friends playing ball just changed everything.. where fights and sorry's began.. where shouting matches were held.. and where puzzles were solved..

memories.. i treasure them with every fibre of my being.. scared to let them go.. and to forget.. clinging on to them.. terrified if letting go means forgetting.. but.. hating the fact that those memories can never return.. and hating the fact that we're growing up just a fraction more..