Lines, come with age

Dear xxx,



Remember I caught Dear John for the second time this week ? It really wasn't because it was mightily impressive which saw my second viewing - I guess its God's Will (nott)

Althou, I have to admit that the movie appealed more after watching for the 2nd time . This movie actually reminded me of certain events dated so many years ago hahaha

I was packing my room a few days back & stumbled onto an old Timberland shoe box and inside it, contained numerous letters/ post cards/ birthday cards/ notes

Awww, I even had a picture I took with my primary school mates during a birthday party; I was the dorky one, with thick blue rimmed plastic specs like what the boys would wear during their time in army . Clad in a pair of baggy white shorts and white top, I think I was part of the PAP - God knows what was I thinking

I had letters handwritten to me by many important people of my life (letters that were really posted and stamped not letters you pass during Geography lessons) I never knew I was so fond of writing letters haha, I love the anticipation of receiving letters and I remembered the anxiety I would feel while tearing the envelop apart . I would fantasize what she/ he would reply and pray that it'd come sooner .

After re-reading all the letters, (nope, didnt tear) it was a good feeling to know that you were once cherished and treated as a confidante . Some letters were also attached with random things hahaha
I had one which had a condom with a Mcdonald sticker pasted onto it HAHAHAHAHA good memories (special orders) Sweet, but lame .

Another one also came with a key chain with a ribbon tightly tied onto it with two tiny figurines welded side by side . Very cute

I also found another one which was dearly written to me by a tuition teacher (???!?!) I had many years ago and only to find that she was scarily abusiveeeee and was subsequently terminated wahaha

So to this old pile of letters, I've added another one; this time by someone who could barely speak English fluently hahaha . He didnt had it stamped, nor had them posted . He merely passed them to me on a night after we hung out at night - few days before I had to fly for New York

I like how things end so nicely after each chapter of my life; I must be greatly blessed
Wonder how would I feel after re-opening this shoebox 30 years from now,
or maybe i might just burn them all muahaha

Yours trulyy,
Sha la la la la