I didn't know I had already hit my 900th post. That's a long way from where I started. Reading through some of my posts and my drafts (posts that I didn't dare to post) I realise how time had past and how I had grown up. Not saying I've matured, but things certainly had changed, ideals, mindsets and myself. Change isn't as bad a thing as everyone says it is. People say, Oh you've changed, I don't know you anymore, and they start judging. But the fact is every day, everyone is changing. It's our life experiences that shapes who we really are, and those people who understand and stand by us, that's what true friends are. Of course, deep down basically, our morals and principles are still fundamentally the same as how we were taught when we were young. What I'm trying to get at is, don't judge people even if they do change, we're never in their shoes no matter how hard we try. We don't know what they're been through, and even if we do, half the time we most probably wouldn't know how they're feeling. I love all my friends, past and present. Knowing them and seeing them change and grow up, it was really a privilege and a great honour. I hope they'll love themselves too.

How I've seem to start pondering about these issues really amaze me. I actually came here with my own issue. Everyone has their inner monsters in them, or something that scares them to death. For me it's getting fat. I know superficial and all, but that's how society shapes people, doesn't it? But recently, I'm more afraid of losing too much weight. A close friend of mine confronted me with her worries. Worrying about me having eating disorders, and honestly, that started to get me thinking. Do I really have that disease? Should I seek medical help? Or is it the stress that I've been facing recently? (FYI I'm in my first semester of my final year) I don't know, and I do hope time will tell.

Till next time then.