
Today's air was really different. It's like, it was so gloomy and all, like something's gonna happen. Something big. There was something in the air, hanging on the atmosphere. Not love. Everyone's sick of love.
Well that was about right. it was a hectic day, for sure. It's like surprises came along the way, not really in a good way of surprises, if you know what I mean. And, yeah... I didn't order drama to my life plate, but it came out anyway.......
Enough for the intro.
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I've been reading my old posts on this blog, and I realized that I lost something big :
me. my old self.the one who gets home, take my sketchbook, and sketch away.
the one who talks about music. the bands.
those bands most never heard of.
me, who made a mutant cat out of weird wires on the corner of my school's art room.
who talks about transparent shoes with my buddy.
who learned how to say "fuck you" in 4 different languages.
who tries to read George Orwell's books but ended up in Palahniuk.
who kicks butts in Wii sports (Tennis, it is!)
who befriends goths and skaters and freaks.
and cheerleaders and jocks too.
me, who eats chewy bars, and wears Yo Gabba Gabba shirt on daily basis.
it's been ages since I felt like myself. maybe because I used to be like... "O, how I want to be normal!!" and stuffs, but dude... I guess I'm born to be abnormal. so I'm gonna celebrate it.
I mean, I have great life now, I'm in law school, the best in the country, they said. I have really super-major-nice friends, I have people I like around me and stuff.
It's just, sometimes, I miss my old self. The grinning weirdo from a possible other planet.
xx