Xanga anyone?

"Being grown up isn't half as fun as growing up..."

I believe. I know. It's not to say that I've grown up and I'm all experienced and stuff. However, I feel like I've come a long way.

Looking through my old blogs from years ago put this idea into perspective. Half a decade ago hardly seems like any time at all but when you're 14 or 15, 20 seems like a lifetime away. Then, I was a hopeless romantic and maybe now I'm less romantic and just more hopeless. Then, I had hopes and dreams and now, they kinda feel more like responsibilities.

It's kinda sad how growing up means having to throw away some of the best, most quirky, most fun parts of oneself. You have to be all serious and professional and responsible... You also become less sensitive and less romantic to become more practical and boring-- like having been a fine artist before turning into a graphic designer...

Sometimes, wanting is better than having had something. (Graphic design is still great by the way.)

It's not that I don't like my life now. I tend to get like this when I get nostalgic. I know, I still have a lot to look forward to but maybe I should relearn some things from my past.

oh and why is it soooo cold in my house!? it's not even cold outside!