Sometimes life is being loud and throwing yourself out there, accepting whatever comes your way and creating a golden time.

Sometimes life is sitting back , watching as the world go by and still feeling very much contented.

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I miss JC days. I miss hanging with 2 or 3 friends and feeling contented. I miss long nights and deep chats with people that matter. I miss lying down on the grandstand with Jt, just talking about life and our future. Bus rides back home with Qy and judging the world as they go by, giving each other looks that only us could understand. 

Life's a chore when you constantly worry about what you say or do because sometimes people tend to magnify that by a whole ton simply because they don't know you well enough to get what you mean, or to see that you're not what you're behaving even though you're behaving like a douche at that very instant.

Mid terms blues // I do not want to grow up. Adulthood sucks. 

PS.  I still very much refuse to believe that my future's bleak in-spite of hear says on how brutal Economics can get. Because hall's really hectic and fun and I'm really fun-loving and nobody's here to reign me in, unlike the good old days in secondary school and JC, I really need to be more self-disciplined and motivated. Grrr, GO ALI. CAP 4.0