one of those days again.
i’m missing the good o’ days
all thanks to a junhong, trackmate, he can remember my chinese name, goodness me.
so i went to dig out my track camp photos and videos.
i’m awed, at the things I did and the rest of us
running around in Orchard, Human Prymaids, jumping jets outside Carlifornia Fitness.
good memories, miss the ngee ann BLUE track tonite
sometimes, these memories simply can’t be erased, but remembered.
beautiful are those memories