During those Chung Cheng years when my dad'll pick me up after school, we'd go home via ECP and pass by VJ. It soon became a familiar sight, the basketball and tennis courts.
We just drove by again tonight. I've wanted so much to get in, then I've spent two happy years there and now I'm out. It didn't seem very long ago that I've looked at that place with only a longing. Now there's a simmer of fondness too :)
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