old people

while i was lying in bed yesterday and while on the bus today back home hailing's, i thought about the past and the many people involved. i recalled the first dates, and all the moments that i still recall quite picture perfectly. its like my mind mentally clicked and captured a shot of us at Warner Bro's, at the movies. i kept seeing myself run down from class straight for the telephone booth just for that phonecall that meant so much to me. recalled abit about dad and the period of our lives which we didnt really talk much about. but it changed our lives in such a big way really, and i will not forget the feeling of not having him around. i thought about old friends i lost along the way, childhood friends with whom i spent so much time playing with. the boy with the ash blonde hair i raced with, the sisters i hung out with all the time. i guess its all this recalling, replaying from time to time, that i remember all this things still so clearly.