So I walked under a bus
I got hit by a train
Keep falling in love
Which is kinda the same
I've sunk out at sea
Crashed my car, gone insane
And it felt so good
I want to do it again
- Bachelor Girl
but i find it amusing to see how different people have become and i tend to humour myself by observing them and taking note of any... more...prominent situations. there is no good or bad to it, just change. it's not definite and it cannot be measured, one would be ignorant to read it as such.
you know how in the first 3months of junior college life, every gets real close and bonded and then the second intake comes in. the second intake is, to me, refreshing. i recall how a particular dear soul came up to me one break and started lambasting away at how irritated and absolutely frustrated he/she was at 2 other dear souls and how he/she abhorred the idea that they were all taking the same subjects and one happened to be in his/her form class. that was in March. Now, it is July already, and he/she cannot stay away from those 2 souls. they're always seen together.
in my opinion, i'd say that's a good change. it's always better to have less enemies. one less enemy is one less battle needed to be fought.
then you have those who absolutely hated the idea of going to ACJC, and dreaded every minute from the moment he/she alighted from the vehicle to the moment he/she sat down in the hall and had to sit through countless talks. i stand guilty. well, seated actually, since i am typing this. but now, i sit corrected. i may not be as pro-ACJC as others or as into the whole Methodist - Christian culture, even though i am by the religion on my birth certificate, a Christian, i feel for the school... or more accurately, i feel for the people in the school. the ones who've made my life so enjoyable for the last 8 months. i couldn't have asked for anything different.
i was reminiscing a while back and my dad quite suddenly questioned: if you could go back in time and do it all over again, how would you have done it?
and i replied: i wouldn't have changed a thing.
there are bad times, good times, weird times, queer times (happening more often nowadays, we wonder why HAHA.), loving times (yes, i love you too.), agitated times, frustrated times, ecstatic times, mugging times (heh heh heh, i say what?), etc....
if i were to go back and change things, i might not have met you, i might not have learnt what i have, i'd be a sheltered naive child with no clue as to what the world could offer.
time paradox.
sure, i might've been hurt less often, but that'd mean i'd have been missing out on so much more.
i guess i'm going into this whole reflective mood, 'cause there's so many activities abuzzing that i just need time to let out my thoughts. nothing's wrong with me, really, although i might seem a bit more moody in school than usual.
quoting, "just whack".
what iAMY has to sing, has been heard.