Four and 24 days.

I forgot my blog's birthday! That too when it turned 4, old enough to realize the ways of the world. I have reached heights of self obsession - forgetting MY blog's bday where I rant about ME.

Appy b'day bloggy, I'm sorryy!

3rd year birthday post
2nd year birthday post
1st year birthday post
0th year birthday post

Sentimental fool

That would be me. This is so typical of me. First, I complain when there is a big change about to happen in my life. Then I begin to love that change. And when its time to get back, I complain again.

I'll miss all of this. *sniff*

Now if you will excuse me I have some senti mails to send. See ya!

Escaping Reality

Is that even possible? Can one pause time, take a break from life and escape into a world unreal? Yet, many back home tell me that I am doing just that by being here. I am not escaping anything. The people I've met, the places I've seen, the lifetime of memories I've collected, those strong emotions, they are real. Unfortunately unless you have reached the milestones set by others for you, no matter what you do or achieve is as good as doing nothing at all. They mean nothing. I should learn to care less but it makes me sad. And in the process of convincing others I wonder if I am convincing myself. This is real. How can it be anything else?