this blog has come to speak little of which i really feel.
just random statements pieced together.
i miss reading and writing blog entries that really capture the feelings of the moment, the ones that make you remember exactly how you felt at that point in time, what true happiness, sadness, desperation, heartbreak, strength, satisfaction, carefree, are really all about, just because they remind you of all the small little things that happened which slipped your mind.
i dont know what i've become, kind of like i forgot which direction i was heading in. i dont know what i should be working towards. as i grew older i always wanted to be like someone else, never the person i used to be. and so, we all evolve, to fit the personality we want to achieve. and that becomes who we are. you think? maybe i just subconsciously find a need to change who i am whenever things go wrong, cos if i wasnt that person to start with, things would never have gone wrong. is that psychotic?
oh well, how come its so easy to forget the good times and yet you will always remember the times gone bad, despite them being fewer in number?
things mightve been different from the start, if i wasnt the person i was trying to be, when i met you. or if i wasnt the person you thought i was. or if i wasnt the person i thought i was. i dont know what i'm saying. but maybe things arent so bad right now.
so tell me then, do you think i've changed from the last memory you have of me?
the worst way to cheat yourself is to pretend to be something you're not. though sometimes people think that's a better way to live the hardest part of their life.