I'm supposed to practising now. But this sucks. Just feeling very depressed suddenly. Its gross and everyday, I'm constantly reminded that most of my friends have flown. Maybe its just me. but there's something wrong somewhere but I just can't put my finger on it. So many things I wanna do, so many people I wish were still here, but I can't do them all. And thinking about uni makes me both excited and scared. It's exciting but what lies beyond is the sudden thrust of the adult responsibilities onto oneself which I am obviously not prepared to shoulder. Where were those carefree days in RG when we could walk to Far East or down Orchard Road and just spend the whole day losing ourselves in the malls and window shopping and reading at Kino? And still have the energy to bounce to school the next day? Or those in RJ when we had all the fun times in the labs, during tutorials, lectures? the bane of growing up. I hate it. I'm beginning to sound like a little girl. But I really want my childhood back. I want to lie down beside the sea at Pasir Ris Park and count the shooting stars or sit on the sandy shores and dig for seashells just like I did when I was a kid. But there's no turning back now I guess.