There are like 752041388 weird people in this world. Do they realise that they're weird?
Anyways, we had the final bio practical exam this morning, and it was quite alright for me actually. Least I didn't screw up bad. The onion rings made me think of real onion rings. I mean, the ones at burger king?
So we had yoshinoya lunch, and then Hidayah and I headed to the lib to mug. Notice how my everyday lingo has expanded changed, sadly, to include more practical and common terms such as lib, study, stress, study, lib lib lib lib lib etc. And yes, I should be like the ambassador of the nlb or something, since I'm usually seen in or around them bloody libraries. I can't study at home lah, don't ask me why.
I went to burger king with Hidayah for dinner, and we were just talking 'bout our kindergaten concerts and primary school concerts. I was a red indian boy before in K2, and in primary 2 I was a dutch milk man! It was extremely fun, and the dance trainings were vigorous yet enjoyable. Hidayah was an elephant from jungle book in one of her school concerts. She very cute lah.
And then we started talking 'bout life in secondary school, particularly our circle of friends before secondary four. It was so hilarious looking back at the countless petty squabbles we had previously. And that a relationship of three people generally will not work out, unless a miracle happens or something. We were really silly, the things we did, the disputes, the endless arguments and the dramaful shit that we went through together with a particular Elroy. And we started to regret, a bit, and then miss those times all over again.
Hidayah's got some super memory. She can remember all the details and the stuff that happened so vividly. Yeah, but it was great to look back and then look at yourself now and compare. I guess the three of us had really been through a hell lot of thick and thin together, and now, those differences don't really matter!
It's really so interesting to observe yourself like, two years back, and then you find yourself so childish and dumb before. I, for instance, didn't know where all that anger came from. The kind of outlook I had on matters of the heart were basically nothing previously, but I'm glad I'm not that old me anymore.
Are we constantly changing, as time passes and chews our lives away?
