argh.

sometimes you wish things would just go back to what they used to be.

and you could be whoever you wanted to be.

and at the breakneck speed at which we all are growing up in jc..
i seem to be pushed harder and harder to grow up.

despite the fact that i violently object to it.

in secondary school, it was fine to be immature. it was still acceptable.

now, do something stupid and everyone gives you the same supercillious look.

"what is she doin'?"

hmph.

it's the inevitable timeblock we all face.
i guess my mid life crisis came 30 years too early.

a semi mid life crisis, if you will.

maybe what just happened might have something to do with it.

contrary to popular belief, the people in rj are horribly sweet.
well, maybe just the ones i know.

i love you guys.

[even though you guys will never, ever read this.]

maybe it's the nomad-ish behaviour of me.

people find out about your blog. shut down. move on.

somehow the past is made more temporary.
like how memories fade.

many new strangers are starting to read this thing.
i guess i'll have to go say thanks.

my $30 haagen daaz and olio dome vouchers have expired.
never got to use them.

maybe that's what's making me blue too.

and the fact that i have a gp summary on the effects and control of advertising due in 6 hours.

at least it's not monday anymore.