I'm feeling 22

Wow. Reading through my blog posts made me realise that from a person reading it, I sound like a really depressed person. Every posts is either about something that hurt me or something I am unhappy about. But honestly, I guess I come to my blog when I am down. I don't come here to post happy stuffs. I guess I use instagram for that.

But maybe I should start injecting happiness here too. A little bit of both is always good, right?

The other day, Henrina and I went for supper in town. It was around 10.30 p.m and she was craving for pavlova. The shop closing time was at 11p.m so we rushed there, hoping to get there in time. Of course, it was too late, so we went to Starbucks instead. When we entered the car to head back, I turned the radio on and it was about some Valentines competition. About winning something. Which we obviously heard. We immediately dialed in and for the first time (in all the HUNDREDS of times we tried), we got through.

We were then screaming on the radio and talking in high pitched. We had to sing a song which we did. We sang (more like screamed True Colours). Though towards one part we didn't know the words, I was like 'SOMETHING SOMETHING...OMG CAN WE STOP NOW?' to which the radio guy laughed (Oh, we still did not know which radio station that was lol). And then tada, we won! 2 romantic compilations, in which when I googled has all the most beautiful love songs ever. So now I can play them in my car! haha

Anyways the point of this post was I felt like such a kid, and I was overjoyed about winning. But when he asked our details, and stated that I'm 22 years old, I was surprised. Like, wow, I'm 22 now?

I screw up a lot. I always have this thing of keeping everyone happy or trying to take care of people's emotions which results in me blowing off steam later on and ruining everything. And I guess that's what keeps me having a list of important people-turned enemies-turned on my FB block lists. Which is sad. Because when I look back, I see a lists of so many people who are not in my life anymore.

And then I see people who have stood by me until today. And life doesn't seem so bad.

But you know how people make mistakes and you just don't delete people off your phone book just because of a few mistakes? You'd think people grow. And then you'd think if there's any hope in recreating the relationship or even being in each other's lives, however small the role.

And then I think I am the only one who is like this. Who when I love someone, it's for forever. Which is sad for me, of course.

So I'm 22, and very much changed. I guess I'm more annoying, less innocent, definitely bigger LOL. But I'm still the same softy.
And that is one thing I am that kills me.

Damn, so much for a happy post! haha.