if anyone else ever reads this, well, haha, nothing serious, but i'd like to say please don't uh, spread moi blog url or link it or anything.

ya know?

i mean, yes, i know a blog's meant for everyone to see, but i still want a wee bit of privacy please. ok, maybe lots of it. haha, i can't exactly explain it very well, but i like to keep my thoughts. so i do suppose that blogs can be thought-keeping places. other than a traditional diary (with a lock and secret key) which i used to write in a few years back. i've don't keep a diary. at least not anymore. guess i got lazy. sometimes, i wonder when was my last entry. hmm, i might start picking up the diary-writing habit again. but then again, maybe not.

when i grow older, say, maybe 10 years down the road, i'd want to read what my younger foolish self had written, and then laugh, chuckle and cringe.

my first diary entry was written when i was.. 7 years old i think. or was it when i was 9? i still remembered that i had used colour pencils to write, because i thought it would make it look pretty, as if it was a piece of artwork. hahaha, and if i didn't remember incorrectly, i was writing about how unreasonable my PE teacher was for cutting short the PE period just because we were a wee bit noisy. haha, imagine that.

i mean, when i seven (or nine), PE was important and i could get angry over it. but now, i wouldn't even care. i guess what used to be important to me when i was a child no longer mattered to me now. perceptions change and people change, huh.

but sometimes, i'd wonder if i had overlooked some of the important things that i do not care for now. other people and the outside world shape a child. what if i had become what i am now because i had lost sight of what i used to think was of great importance to me 10 years ago?

certain what ifs are better left unanswered, i think.

but other what ifs can't be answered.