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Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Still a girl after all

You know your getting old when you receive word that your secondary school classmates are married, or are getting married. Congratulations to Rachel Lee on your new life [I know it's a year late but I only just found out from Meiyue, who only just found out from some other source], but BY GOLLY are we young. Well, maybe 23's not so young anymore, and I'm probably the only one who still acts like a kid, running all over the house and stuff, so it was with mild shock as I took in the news. Also early congratulations to Madeline Heng from the next class, who would be getting married soon. I swear it's stuff like these that give rise to mid-life crises when you're barely pass your second decade.

After hearing the news about people getting on with new phases of their lives, I decided to nose around Friendster for abit, seeing what other developments have taken place in the lives of people I have known since primary school, many of whom I have lost contact with over the years. For one, our dear Audrey Han has blossomed into quite the lady. Good on ya girl! Basically, everyone has changed [drastic or not], which prompts me to question myself where exactly am I now in my life? It doesn't feel like I've changed much since then, but then again, I'm not a judge of my own character. I still feel stuck at 18. Nothing about myself feels 23 [technically, 22+]. Maybe I have a little growing up to do, and fast. I'm only left with one more year of school, and after that, I got to be all grand old dame and stuff about life.

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