Crap, i seriously am missing the old place now. Dreams which were created. Life being lived out. Personalities maturing. The relief accumulated contents.
The home that I'll definitely never forget. The scent of the place. All the crappy memories which still puts a smile on my face. All that's endured and stood victorious from.
Big hall. Red carpet.
Cold floor. Lonely piano.
Wooden walls. Light Covers.
Boring classes. Simple posters.
I'm really late in posting this eh? But i feel much better after reminiscing the past. Thank You Father. For such a wonderful home.
Thanks. :) ~written~ 1:05 AM
About Me
Leon Yao Jinchi
7 Dec 1994
AMKCMC
FOC
FWB
Peirce Sec Sch Yishun Junior College
3e3 4e2 CTG 111201
Still Choir (Stepped down)