A walk down the memory lane

It's funny how day by day everything seems unchanged,

but when you look back, everything's different.

The early 20s transition is a tough one.

You're leaving your teenage life behind and getting yourself ready for adulthood.

Sometimes, you can't bear to part ways with old habits,

but yet you're forced to move nowhere but forward.

Initially, you'll give multiple attempts at what were used to be,

trading your new days for the old,

but they will never feel the same again and that's when 

you'll leave what's past for good. 

Me and my girls were looking back at old photos, old blog posts, old everything.

So much has changed;

we used to be so young, wild and free with nothing to consider for, 

other than where are the best places to have fun at.

Right now, we have responsibilities and work on our heavy shoulders,

and all we do is counting down hours from 9 to 5,

and savoring every last bit of weekends we think we truly deserve.

& honestly? None of us are ready for all these.

We used to love impromptu party night outs,

but now they just seem to be too inconsiderate.

 We used to meet up for dinner dates when we feel like it,

but now they are our only way to get a little breather on weekdays.

Sure, we got rid of the flat wallet problem,

but all the money are now spent on bills, taxi fares and food. 

Among the busy days and sleepy nights we all have now,

I believe we do dream about the best days of our lives discreetly, 
which we all deeply miss.

Proceeding to a new chapter means learning new things and exploring more.

I guess there's always a timid part in us which often runs back to what's familiar.

Only the day comes when all these became a routine which we've all gotten used to, 

we'll then find ourselves and the things we can do that will eventually define us.

As for now, we are just a bunch of ranting bitches who are missing the lost times, instead of making up to them. 


Here are some unglam period of me but yet worth remembering:

(To best friends of mine in these pictures,
sorry you're in this with me hahahaha.)

 

This was when I'm 17 & ignorant to the fact that I look funny without brows.

Where were my brows when I most needed em? :'(

 

This hairstyle was a total social suicide...

... it was a call for help...

I have no idea what was I thinking.
Now I know why I was so laughable that time,
possibly because of that crime scene of a hair....

...It was a shame that I had no fashion sense last time.



& now for the grand finale...

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YEAR 2005, DURING MY XiAoBiiTchX DAYS.

ii tell eu horrs, dis harestylle used tu biie derr cutestt harestylle att dat tymx okiies?
jjust' dat nw n0 l0nger iin trends marh.
kekex. dunch luff att miie lerhx, iie stiiu lukk kute marhhs, n0 mehhs?
llaugh summore ii g0 call mye ex ta0ehh whackk eu uhs.
humphhhx!

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Ok enough twitting the typing is giving me cancer.
HAPPY THURSDAY GUYS