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Thursday, August 28, 2008
5:18 PM

Growing Up

Just went through about 9 months worth of posts.

Memories, of better times and of worst times, filled my head as i viewed my past posts. Every word, picture, video seemed to trigger some sort of emotion within me. I guess thats the ultimate purpose of a blog, in my opinion. It's an avenue for you to express yours thoughts and views or just rant on about life, but when all's said and done, its basic purpose is to let you remember. Every memory, be it good or bad, serves to add something to our lives. We learn, we mature, we grow from these experiences. Looking back and reading some of the stuff which i wrote, i couldnt help but to laugh at my own immaturity and naiveness in the past. Perhaps ive changed. Ever so slightly or ever so much, i do not know.

No one ever said that growing up was going to be easy. Growing up, i feel, is not only about being able to walk out into society and earn big bucks or giving orders to your employees. It is essentially the process of discovering who you truly are. It is also about discovering the things and people who really matter in your life.

I am but a schoolboy on the brink of 18. I am every bit the immature, childish, fun-loving kid that i was 2 years ago (maybe a little less immature, childish, but still hopelessly playful). But somehow, i seem to have found the missing piece in my life. And this piece has really helped me in the whole growing up process.
___ .Do you remember our last meeting? ___