well, it's been ages since i last updated. clearly age has caught up on me and blogging seems like a thing of yester-year... it literally is considering i only started blogging last year when i first came to london. in two more days, i'll be a year older and less inclined to blog.
the year's passed really quickly and the start of school didn't bring much other than the fact that i've been quite busy. the wierd thing is i can't remember why i was so busy.
there are things that remain embedded in my mind, etched painfully here and there, un-erasable and i just keep adding on to that emotional baggage with all the impulsive things i do. I find that i'm always doing things on the spur and i don't think too much of the consequences. and then i'll vehemently defend myself as if i had the right to do the things i do. but as usual, i don't think too much and this is something i'll probably bring well into when i'm 21.
i have the right to make myself feel better, regardless of what i do. and i have no regrets. even if it hurts at the end. because it doesn't matter when it seems like i am just an unreal, false, numbed existence.
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