I have been browsing through my folders for hours - opening one file after another, reminiscing one event after another, thinking about one friend after another. So many things seemed to have happened ever since we had that photos taken together, so many changes that I have never fully grasped the idea of why they had happened in the first place. And yet, I still couldnt pinpoint exactly what had really changed in the first place or what had really sparked off the distance; was it you or me or him or her or them or an it..? - I dont know.. But what I do know is that things just never seem to recur like they used to. I wonder, is this really part of growing up?



If it is, then I think I dont want to be part of this growing-up-to-become-an-adult business anymore. You know what? You can call me childish, but I still yearn for ice cream moments and lame jokes and vows of forever-friendships. Devastating ends and stupid changes should really be locked away along with greediness and the other petty sins.