i'm starting to wonder whether is this part of a growing up phase - nothing just seems to appeal me anymore - Nothing.
Things that were once beautiful to me no longer remain the way they were. nope it's not the things that change, but rather, it was me.
i know it without a doubt. it's just growing in me more and more as i become a day older, everyday.
Despite having a part of me that hopes to be back to what i was, i pretty much enjoy the state that i'm in now.
Mum questioned me a moment ago about the outlook of my life. Unhesitatingly, i replied a full "ENJOYING IT!" i sensed that she didn't really accept that super confident answer of mine.
Being my mum, it's unknowingly true that she could read me like a book. Well, if only she could misread one of the lines in the pages of the book.. so as to let me have my way, for once.
i have a dream that i'm working towards to.
a life i'm looking forward to..
