re-read your life.

i was re-reading into my blog archive.
i just find it weird reading stuff i've written.
i sometimes couldn't imagine if i did write those things.
hmm, to say the least, i sometimes feel "shallow" for saying such.
talking about the mundane. ranting about irrelevant stuff. obsessing even.
gahd, fast forward to this day, i feel like i've matured abit? oh yeah?

i just hope i wouldn't say much about the "same thing" over and over.
it made me sound like a broken record.
and i feel soo sorry for the readers (if there are any).
pathetic, right?

oh well. i just hope i could write about better things, from this day forward...