Most of us hate changes. We hate it if our routine lives got interrupted, we hate it if we have to move to a new place, new life, new friends or maybe..new partner.

For the past 10 years, I have to go through a lot of changes...changes to my skin colour ( Yeah), changes to my weight ( stick thin ---yoyo to a balloon--and now yoyo back to medium size), changes to my friends (a few good friends --> very few true friends), partners ( let's dont go there), schools, cities... and now...back to my own shit hole..for good.

Today I am feeling quite down.

Yes, I have to get used to a new working environment, the hot weather, living back with parents again (after 10 years) and making new friends. :(

Shit. I realised that as I grow older, this is becoming more difficult for me.
Love over bread?

I am either very stupid or very smart.

Maybe... I am both.

* Dreaming is like lollies to the souls_ 5:48 AM