telling a love story?..must be the hardest thing to do...no one really knows how to start one...if in the 1st place there lies question of wether love existed or not...
Summer. As I lie awake in my bed with nothing more to do..well..except for the tons of chores assigned to me { :-) }..I came to reminisce bout all the things that happened to me this year..."This has really been a tough year!", I told myself.I reall dont know if these changes in my life is something to be happy of but one thing is certain...i dont regret these things. If time would allow me to do things back again, I will probably prefer to have things just like how it happened..with all the sorrow,pain,tears,and of course on top of it all the smiles.It all started 1o months ago...
It was early monday morning...a start of a new week..a start of a new school year...and a start of a newlife! I am going to enter a new school now...a school which is about ten times as big as my previous one(where i have spent my 4 years of secondary schooling)...I really don't know what to expect..my friends aren't with me now..I am all alone in this university without the slightest idea to what awaits me in this midst...
This was until I saw a familiar face...a face of my colleagues in high school...he would like to be called Amiel now but I would still prefer calling him Greg,my cute classmate during my 1st year in high school. Then came more familiar faces of my old colleagues..Jeff, Pauline, Cathy, Nacky and jay. With them, I cant be completely alone now right?
I was also expecting to meet new people having such a huge school..and so did I...