i was just remininscing with my roomate of how cny seems with every passing year
to become something more of dread than joy

i think it has to do with how we lose the magic growing up

disillusioning really

the money and the food are the same, but i guess we lose the best parts of ourselves as we mature sometimes

i just cant stand relatives who honestly dont need to know asking me why im studying mathematics and what kind of a job im gonna do in the future
or asking me why im not attached yet, or telling me i put on weight

honestly, who cares
not everyone studies for the sake of finding work in the future

i cant stand cny
cos its a reminder that even the things we used to treasure and look forward to
we one day will no longer
and that blood isnt always thicker