As people act, so they become.

Lately, i've been having weird urges to take up things i used to like doing, like drawing, gardening and baking. I remember at my old place, my dad got the gardener to specially dig up a certain area for me in the garden for me to do all my gardening. I remember i had balsams, chilli, tomatoes, lady's fingers and sunflowers which grew taller than my sister. And i remember how we used to catch and remove the snails in the garden or how we got totally fascinated whenever we caught earthworms. I remember we found a bird with a broken wing and we took care of it until it was ready to fly again. It was really nice letting it fly away free.

I wish i didn't stop drawing. I don't even know why i stopped. I just hope that it's not lost. I realised that i talk a lot about the past. I like the past. I'm leading life so carelessly now that i don't think i would be able to talk about anything in the years to come, or remember anything significant. It's like having a whole section of your life missing or fast forwarded on tape.

I didn't go to school today, it felt like my insides were spinning around. I think a fever's coming down too but ohwells.

I wanted to become a doctor. What was your child ambition?