i'm turning 22 tomorrow. people usually say let's hope we mature by then and face life with a renowned sense of purpose. somehow, i don't really want to grow up anymore, i have more or less grown up to a certain extent. this is to say, i don't look forward to getting older. more pressures, more expectations, more responsibilities. all these point towards committment(of any kind), which i hate. oh well, that really sums up my birthday. but i'm looking forward to spending bday with my twin sis :)

suddenly, the whole idea of couples seem to have magnify, especially with the year 1s (after blog-hopping). well, i would like to get attached when i was in year 1, however, after an unpleasant experience, and some serious soul-searching, it doesn't seem as important as before. there are many things that we can appreciate besides having another half. it all seems so tiring, loving someone without any gurantees, showing (horrors of horrors) committment and wasting time going out (oops). haha, perhaps, when i'm ready, i'm ready...

to u: take care alright. talk to me anytime. time will heal all wounds (sounds cliche, but it's really true)

i hope to feel more geared up for school. have to get rid of feeling simply sianz all the time. sighs.