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♥ Tuesday, January 08, 2008
6:04 AM
















Guys, don't fade.
As they said, secondary school friends last the longest throughout
someone's life.
And, i'm referring to those few close friends that were there for me
during secondary school life. Like,the netball girls.
you guys meant the most to me when i first step into Peirce,
it's like Netball was something to call my own.
Where i knew that you guys would always stand up for me,
and also wait for me at the end of the match, never failing to pat me on the back
and said that i had tried my best during the game. Support each other during killer trainings.
And those days when neoprint craze was in the air,we all tried to squeeze into a machine,
trying to get our face in the teeny screen? yes,that was us back then.
Now? All forgotten? Where's the slightest bit of Netball team spirit?
We don't even acknowledge each other when we meet along the streets,
let alone even bothering calling up each other to arrange for more meetups.
Didn't we plan to go back down to Rochor Road to have the beancurd that we had 3 years ago?
Guys, i hope we can still hang out the way we once did. I still think, that little inch of team spirit is still deep down somewhere inside. Mine is still struggling to hold on.
Let us ignite the flame. Once again. I really do miss you guys.way alot.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wH-zK84gaLo
( Watch this again.)










































Girls with famous short skirts.