four years ago, i was only sixteen. sweet sixteen, as most people would say. i didnt remember working hard when i was at that age. all i remember was going to school only to meet my friends, making sure i have to eat the heavenly chicken chop every wednesday without fail in school, going to town almost every saturdays with my closest girls, making sure that i fit into the coolest group ever and most of all, just having tons & tons of fun. but that was when i was sixteen.
i am turning twenty this december. and i already feel like the anxiety to have fun is starting to fade away.
ps: eiza, i miss you :(
