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Wednesday, March 24, 2010


So i'd spent the past few hours blog-hopping.
Hopping through my juniors' blogs.

People who i might've known directly, and indirectly.
Its amazing that their still in contact. and its amazing how their friendship has lasted, how they've all grown.

i mean, to a certain extent, its scary watching them grow up.
its scary seeing how they're all turning 18.
its scary reading about how they've been clubbing, drinking, partying. i mean, they're barely 18 for cryin' out loud.
and its not like its just 1 or 2 of them. it seems its the whole bunch of them.

its scary actually. knowing how i might just bump into them one day.
be it at some restaurant, or shop that they work in, or pub, or whatnot. its scary.

but i suppose thats how life works.
it doesn't stop, now, does it?


i guess this could be one of the reasons why i don't want kids as well.
its scary, watching them grow.

then i think about myself and i find it... normal.
AHWELLS.


idk why, but suddenly everything seems to be crashing.
production meeting clashing with timings, friends being mia - friendship is thus vulnerable im tellin you. , cousin being so upset with his job hes spouting shit and stressing out - im worried for him, insanely worried., and basically just not feeling well. SIGH.

i miss nik. :(

love,
jane-
Je veux ton amour. Et je veux te revanche. ♥
Saturday, March 06, 2010


My Big 2's coming.
SO SOON.

i can almost feel it approaching.

its time. that i learnt to let go.

This birthday, i wanna let loose, and act like i were 15, without a care in the world.
This birthday, will be unlike before.
It should be.

love,
jane

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