Junks...? or Reminiscences?

"Rubbish"
"Memories"
"Rubbish"
"Rubbish"
"Memories"

Memories? Junked piles of rubbish do bring back some memories that makes me so heavy-hearted to throw them away. Books, cartoons, drawings, colouring books, those were the minor ones.
The most memorable ones were actually writings of some stories that me and my best buddies during secondary did, like creating fantasy stories with the guys we had crush on for each other, adding a little spices and dramas into our boring lives.. like 2 or 3 or more chasing for 1, if you get what I mean. Hahaha...
I wrote one for both SweeIm and Corina, but I still wondered whether do they still keep it. SweeIm wrote created one for me too! When I read back those tiny little notes, it did bring back some old memories... Me with XXX; SweeIm with XXX; Corina with XXX; YitShee with XXX; CheaYing with XXX; WayNah with XXX. We also included our ambitions of what we are going to be when we grow up. SweeIm wants to be a cardiologist, whereas YitShee wants to be a psychologist; and me and CheaYing furthered our studies in one of the top universities in the United Kingdom.
Pitifully, those XXXs never come true. And our ambitions are sadly not fulfilled. SweeIm, YitShee and WayNah ended up in Form 6, me and CheaYing went to MMU; and Corina went to college. But then again, I am proud of SweeIm who is the only one still going for what her heart had set on so many years ago after Form 6.

It's just a fantasy that we dreamed about before taking our SPM papers. An anti-stress stories, I guess. Whenever I read back those "short-stories" I felt funny... weirdly though... maybe it's the reminiscences of secondary guy-talking and guy-seeking experience that we were too shy to do it on our own and we ended up writing the fantasies from it? Or was it just an ambition we wanted to achieve but never did?

Or are we just a dreamer of dreams?