i miss running in the rain.. esp in my school uniform. more exciting you know? hahaha. running to the next shelter for the fun of it. not because we don't have a brolly. running in the rain makes you feel lighthearted and carefree. getting so much joy even though we were all thoroughly soaked, but yet still focused on how much a blast we were having.. than to bother about how people looked at us. not that we didn't know people were scrutinising and judging us.. sneering at us.. labeling us.. but back then, thrill and fun mattered more than pride and image.

we would go up the bus freezing.. and all the adults will just STARE at us.. literally. they wouldn't even shift their eyes off us. just blatantly staring as if we don't know they're talking bad about us. but doesn't matter, we were not alone.

i miss my wilder days hahaha. thinking about all these because i'm turning 18 soon, which means i've to start taking responsibility for my own actions. no more privilege of getting off scott free because i'm no longer a kid. in public eyes, i'm mature enough to make wise, settled and cultured decisions.

which means less fun. or maybe it's just me. i'm just more aware and conscious about what people think of me, as compared to last time.. hahahahaha OH WELL.