when insecurity kicks in

and you feel the sudden urge to behave like a 15 year old high school girl.

you know, when all those i dont't care, girls rule boys drool, i'm cool ur not etc glittery graphics are everywhere on your friendster page

and it's ok to have them on your page.

can i go back there just once?
just this once?

perfectly imperfect

i love that.

growing up is never easy.

contemplating the future is stressful indeed.

forcing yourself to be "rational" and "mature" all the time is tiring.

i say,let the inner child do the talking once in a while.

i want my mummy to tell me that everything's gonna be ok.