So.

I've disappeared from the face of the universe after my falling-in-love-in-the-middle-of-exams stunt--but what's new?

Have disappeared off to Malaysia for a week and been busy with scouting the East for good food for the hungry youths in church.

Am also snooping in most of their blogs. Blog[S] because it's find one and find the rest.

Snooping also always gets me into a certain... mood.

I've definitely mellowed since my 'younger' days. Wahaha. Given my current age, I wonder how depressingly 'mellow' I'll be in fifty years.

Don't want, leh. I've always envisioned myself as a happy, bouncy, cute grandma. Full of energy, you know, and easy laughter.

I am feeling rather regretful that I didn't attend the youth camp in the end. I was assigned a really great partner for the camp and I was trying to maintain some semblance of maturity by not getting overly excited about the partnership. Haha. All for naught, in the end, I guess.

Why am I feeling this resistance to be more personable and affable?

An unfortunate side-effect of growing up? Or maybe I've been unwittingly influence by the Mister.

That's also not very fair to say, because increasingly I'm finding him more and more personable and affable to people around him. Silliness.

Anyways. Enough of moping. I've got my good stuff too, I'm sure. Hah.

:D