Being home makes me realize that I'm somehow in a completely different stage of my life right now. So much that used to matter seems really inconsequential. Old friends and certain people I used to like a lot (person, I guess) have seemed more interested in making contact than I have and somehow it just doesn't even matter. I don't even know if I care to ever see them again, and if we'd really have anything to talk about. I feel like I've changed quite a bit, and not necessarily for the better. But I think I've definitely grown up, at least a little, and most of the people here haven't really ... If you still read this blog, that probably means I still do care about talking to you, so don't feel hurt. Maybe it's because I no longer really care what they think - I've moved on to caring what other people think. But even then, in college, you don't really have to care what people think about you because they seem (maybe I'm wrong) a lot less judgmental than Singaporeans.

Or maybe I'm just feeling disoriented and unfamiliar, and I won't be feeling the same after a few weeks.

Rabbit has lost weight, he's really light in my arms now, and he doesn't smell as good. I hope he gets better soon, we shouldn't have fed him quite so much before.

+ posted by M @ 3:08 PM