Thursday, April 30, 20094:15 PM
Went back to view my old blog. LOL.
It's so.... old and full of memories. The layout have some kinda problems. Anw, I seems to have changed so much since then. Suppose this is life. People move on and grow as time passes. The process of growing up is so amazing. But strangely how many would have notice your changes, not the physical changes but the mental changes. Especially if they are the ones that sees you everyday. Iam now referring to my family. Particularly my mum. She said some things to me lately. Only then I realized she still treats me like the "me" 5 years ago. Immature, rebellious, naive.
Some part of me is still rebellious I suppose but it's getting better, Iam still naive preferring to thinks that everything is perfect and beautiful in the world when I know the world isn't all this beautiful and nice, and Iam not as immature and having as low an EQ as before. But I've seriously changed and grew up.
Iam still changing and growing. Though some things rarely changes. Like I still selfishly want things to go my way, who doesn't? I still can't talk to them nicely when it comes to certain topic, particularly so regarding BGR. It not like I don't know what they're thinking and feels. But I just so happen to have different perspective with them. I know the "ai qing bu ke yi dang mian bao chi" theory they so often tells me, and the "must know how to protect yourself else other see you as nothing and treats you like dirt" theory, or the "must open eye big big" thingy. Who doesn't know all this? But how often people is able to do all this?
Love is often blind. And I thinks that we all only live once, so why make our life difficult by worrying too much?
People, especially Singaporean women are way too realistic and materialistic. Loving someone's money and status is so xinku. It's easier to just be with one that you truly loves, if he doesn't earn as much then you just work doubly hard to make ends meet. The wonders of love, don't underestimate it.
Too emo... =\
I don't even find any sense in what I've just written. Do you?
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