4 more days to hit 25. that's a quarter of a life (crisis). i'm still me, still harbouring that school girl mentality laced w perhaps a weeeee bit of cynicism and too quick to judge. also this laser thing attached on my face called mouth. sure didn't feel like 4 years since i'm legally an adult. and surely didn't expect this. to still not feeling like i belong. anywhere.

i cringe knowing i practically don't have a bunch of good frens to celebrate my 25th with, the way i visualize it. not like it matters that it's a birthday. just the fact that it IS pathetic. all i want is a night of unpretentious laughter and talks and good intentions and insider's jokes and memories and of course some good cocktails. oh god. what do i do with my misanthropy.  what have i done to myself. i don't hate knowing ppl. i just stop liking them further on.*gulps* yes i know i'm a monster.