fingers on the keyboard. eyes on the blank column.
i wondered what to type as i let my inspirations sink in.
everything seemed so familiar for a while. my occasional blogging, my "loitering" on the internet, and my good old friend's text messages.
then i'm suddenly struck, i'm no longer the girl that i used to be a few months ago. no, don't get me wrong, i'm still the same person you know who talks and laughs loudly for no reason, it's just that being in a completely different environment makes me feel very much different. i wonder if time had made me grow, people had make me wake up, places had made me open my eyes and surroundings had altered my approach to life.
i wonder if my old friends back home would look at me and say that i have changed. i wonder if i am too caught up with my college life that i tend to neglect some things back home. sometimes, we ask whether change is good or bad. by time, i've come to learn that change can be neither sometimes. it's not whether it's good or bad, it's just something bound to happen. anyhow, if there's no change, wouldn't that mean that we would be standing at the same ground for quite some time? or maybe forever?
asking myself whether i'm still the person i knew i was...
i've came to a conclusion whereby i'm certain that, i'll always be who i am and who i am made to be, striving for a change that would make me better but still very much my own self.