I remember back in the time, where I was a little child, playing with sands and dirt, riding my bicycle everyday, crossing roads and put all the blame on the maid. Till my first love, on primary school. Learning and make empty promises. Stealing drinks and money from the vending machine. Playing those so called 'digi-vice' and those 'Tamiya' race cars.
Then I went up aboard high school, it was not much difference. This is where I can determine whether someone is worth trusting. There a bunch of drama in this period, bitterweet moments shared for five years. This is where people started to know themselves and making goals.
I remember when we about to leave that school, the last day. It was ... ... ... sad. We were literally attached to that place. The memories that we shared, the laughters the time we spent were irreplaceable.
Even at the National Service, friends there were a lot different. There we are forced to look or each others backs. We help each other out but everywhere, anywhere there is always room for backstabbers. Undeniably only for three months, and even we are trained rough by soldiers, we still cry at the end.
Until now, in my university days. I've grown so much. We are getting busier as we grow. And later on we will move on whether we like it or not. With marriage and jobs, there are slim chance to meet with your old friends. Soon you realize that new friends are different than the one you used to spent your days with. Make time for you loved ones, it's all you have, for the moment.