Please call me a night owl. Yes I am.
Again, I went out and hang out with friends. Just, today I reached home much more earlier (0017) than usual (0107).
There had been crazy nights after nights. Said goodbye to year 2007 eating and welcomed year 2008 still eating.
Fireworks. SMS. Police block. License.
Now we are no more kids, yet still behave childishly. Can't believe those days we used to turn classroom into KTV lounge, volunteered ourselves to perform dance during Teachers' Day, wrapping mandarin and mooncakes and delivered them as we were Santa Claus, gossipping on nothing important..
AND the unbelievable unforgettable fall of our friend when she rushed to see Zhang Dong Jian's photo. Hahaha. We all laughed as loud as we used to. With compassion.
Still remember those days we held in hands in dark taking shower in the lake? Pity the guys. And the days we rescued people from flooded tents in jungle before we jumped into freezing waterfall? Pity our teachers. Oh and the days we made experiment on how to cook perfect Maggie Mee. Surprisingly guys seemed to be expert.
NOW some of us have made our circle bigger and our bond stronger by bring their another half. Much more stories to be written. Of course much more topics to be discussed openly and more persons to be teased. Our niece and nephew are also brought by us into this great family. The way little kids see the world always induce us by leading us to think from different dimensions.
“有你 我才不孤单 有你的陪伴 我才有苦诉 你有不爽 我是你的垃圾车 每天听你的心声”
Again, I went out and hang out with friends. Just, today I reached home much more earlier (0017) than usual (0107).
There had been crazy nights after nights. Said goodbye to year 2007 eating and welcomed year 2008 still eating.
Fireworks. SMS. Police block. License.
Now we are no more kids, yet still behave childishly. Can't believe those days we used to turn classroom into KTV lounge, volunteered ourselves to perform dance during Teachers' Day, wrapping mandarin and mooncakes and delivered them as we were Santa Claus, gossipping on nothing important..
AND the unbelievable unforgettable fall of our friend when she rushed to see Zhang Dong Jian's photo. Hahaha. We all laughed as loud as we used to. With compassion.
Still remember those days we held in hands in dark taking shower in the lake? Pity the guys. And the days we rescued people from flooded tents in jungle before we jumped into freezing waterfall? Pity our teachers. Oh and the days we made experiment on how to cook perfect Maggie Mee. Surprisingly guys seemed to be expert.
NOW some of us have made our circle bigger and our bond stronger by bring their another half. Much more stories to be written. Of course much more topics to be discussed openly and more persons to be teased. Our niece and nephew are also brought by us into this great family. The way little kids see the world always induce us by leading us to think from different dimensions.
“有你 我才不孤单 有你的陪伴 我才有苦诉 你有不爽 我是你的垃圾车 每天听你的心声”
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