fifty-six: normal service resumes

i rummaged through my drawers and i found my RJC orientation guide book and suddenly, just felt overwhelmed with nostalgia at a time that has come and gone away. oh dear, this is not good. earlier this evening i saw a friend's msn nic, and it read, we may not have tomorrow, but at least we have yesterday, which in a way, kind of sums up what i'm feeling. if there was one thing i could ask for, i guess i wish i could start at JC again and go through everything there one last time. i miss the weekly basketball and football games, the time the whole class sat in the canteen and ordered Californian 2 for 1 pizzas, ORA day in 2004 where i embarassingly got my fingernails painted with nail polish, and mundane things like checking the class letterrack. there just seemed to be so many things we did as a group then and i quite miss the group activity feeling, the multi-faceted dynamics, the noise, the chaos, the indecision. we all knew each other pretty well then and as a class, we all had our comfortable niche. we were comfortable with each other.

i don't know how to end this entry properly so i'm not even going to try.