Wake up in the morning, welcoming September, thinking what is the day today? Damn it, Saturday! The weekends. The day kids go out to have fun with their love ones and friends chilling out together like there's no tomorrow. Keep on checking my handphone to see if there's sms or a call from someone who needs my company to go out with of something.
2 years ago, my weekends is pack with fun and laughter. That is the best time of my life ever. We fly kites at Marina Bay, playing XBOX Def Jam and illegally having a 4 player controller on it and as always I'm the champion!, picnics at East Coast Park playing our favourite beach sports: Frisbee, enjoying fireworks on National Day and many more activities. I really had fun back then. I wouldn't want to trade anything for those kids. Things now are not the way it use to be anymore. I guess this is the growing up. But I'm A-OK now. Honestly. Its true that I miss the old times where we had fun but it is fated that things turn out to be this way. Maybe this is the best for everyone. Maybe not. But life still go on and the memories will be always remembered. Have no regret or thinking of revenge over this thing or whatsoever. In fact, wishing all the best to those kids. Maybe we'll be back in action one day.