I'm feeling pretty nostalgic right now.
I was going through my old blogs on Xanga.
Realized a couple of things,
1. I couldn't stop
(I just couldn't, it was like reading about the future but it's already my past)
/ does that make sense?
2. My Chinese was waaaay better back in the day.
(I used words like "似乎", when was last time I used that in the past 5 years?)
So jealous of you youngens out there.
At the same time, I'm not.
I had a pretty good run.
I had fun, I had heartbreaks, I had drama
I had my dumb moments.
/ a lot of em.
My past is a secondhand story.
And secondhand it shall be.