Friday, May 7, 2010


It feels a bit odd with how communication with a friend on vacation in the US through skype went on. Before bidding goodbye, she was saying good night while I was saying good morning. There, I've come to realize that we are all getting old. We all go to different places, tread different paths, indulge to different activities. But one thing remains certain, and it is that real friends will always be friends, no matter how far we are physically, and no matter how and what we have become.


  1. I'm getting old and I am still where I am all 27 years of it. Spreading my wings soon. Hopefully.

  2. @ Artschool Girlfriend I have yet to see that. :) I am as hopeful as you are.