remember ever going through a point in your life when you can skip down a walkway, without a care in the world, feeling very very happy? i miss that feeling. try doing that when you're 21 and the person you're walking side by side with might just disclaim all affiliations with you.



lately however i have come quite close. pleasant feeling, that. but nothing that good is ever meant to last. even more so with the coming of the new semester...



driving by no.1 of ss15 got me noticing the fresh new faces on campus. kids right out of high school, eager to prove a point. i walked past the familiar shoplots we'd frequent during every break period, saw our ciggy spot being occupied by what seemed like tweens trying hard to puff a stick or two in their five inch heels. i am not looking forward to the start of second year; at the same time i cannot wait for my third year.



for the first time ever, i will be thousands of miles away from pooja. i'm not liking the thought of that. sighs.... oh bite me. she's one of the great loves of my life....

x