I’m old enough to have Good Old Days
I’m young enough to remember them
Studying, learning, that golden time
Between school and earning myself a
Living
A student, but not a scholar
Romanticising, socialising
Studying, experimenting 🙂
Three years of my life
Loving
No responsibilities, but to
Learn that mathematics
Do those tutorials
Have myself some fun
Partying
Bryan Adams in South Africa
You rock!
X-Files, Friday night Friends
First love, First fight
Working
Weekends to earn myself some money
To help me get by, those days flew away
So fast, and now when I look back
They are those Good Old Days
Reminiscing
And what do I see here?
From yesterday’s magic key?
Bright stickers reminding me
How urgently someone would want my
Company
Poems and Petals 