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Sunday, February 19, 2012


I can't remember how it's like being so young and so carefree. What it was like to just have fun and no worries about the future and having a stable career. What matters was just friends and school. When was the last time I actually have a life like that? Oh, it seems eons ago. To be honest, I don't remember when I actually turn to be who I am today. It's like a serial life changing instead of a drastic ones. Maybe, it happened when I was 18. Well, 18 is a norm age for people to mature I guess.

Whatever it is, that moments are over for me. People say even as we grow older, we are still kids at heart and no age restrict us from having fun. I agree to a certain extend though. I mean, as much as we can have fun, we can't have fun like the kids does. It's a different kind of fun and I don't like the older version idea of fun. Where's the playgrounds, the hopscotch, catching insects, playing dress ups, the kiddy pool that CATERS to the ADULTS?! That's the kind of fun I miss!

And not to forget that school phase is over for me. Not literally over though as I am sure that I want to further study and have a higher qualifications. But the fun part of being in school is literally over. In uni, you can't enjoy like how poly or tertiary students enjoy in school. Try skipping/partialling school like its your parents school, play facebook/computer games whole day in class, gossip with friends instead of paying attention to teacher, pretend to "forget" to do assignments that were given.. and voila, say byebye to your degree certs.

I have issues with me growing older. I am still in denial that I am not a kid anymore. When I was a kid, I don't enjoy to the fullest of being a kid. When I was a teen, I didn't experienced everything other teens does. I am deprived from childhood AND teens life. There's so many things I wished I could have done as a teenager.

Nevertheless, I can still try and experience anything now. It's not too late. 2012 have been great so far. It's only February, and I have tried rather a few new things. I shall try to complete at least 3/4 of my things to do this year.

To think about it, I have issues with my birthday month too. February, seriously? You know, it was kind of fun when you were very young and waiting eagerly for the legal age (18). But once it's over, there's not much fun anymore. And please, don't even mention 21. I have my freedom since young, 21 is just a number to me. Pfft. However, this year's 8 feb is indeed a special moment for me. It represents my first digit 2 (which I am still not excited about) and it's officially the last day of me being a student and a teen (Which makes me sad). It's a bittersweet moment thanks to all my beloved people who made an effort for me. (':

It's 3.12am as of now. Work is in 6 hours time. This post has no purpose. Initially, it does. I wanted to rant about my dream career. But.. I got sidetracked right from the start. Thinking about career reminds me of my age, hence leads to this meaningless post.


Sunday, February 19, 2012