hmm. i don't know why, but i don't blog about 'what happened' like Nana, Melissa, Daphne they do. they can simply list down the things that happened, sometimes even detail them (Melissa) and upload pictures. i don't. i'll probably regret it, because i'm not recording my memories. heh. i think my focus is more on the future. not that that makes me a practical kinda person. not at all. i'm actually rather dreamy. which is why it's hard for me to get things done. one of my favorite pastimes, i've noticed about myself, is sitting in a moving vehicle, looking out the window. i don't really need music, but it's nice. like the time we went to China, and dad rented this cold, curtained mini-van. it was rather late at the time, around ten? the lights were so beautiful against the black sky, it was cold... the feeling's indescribable, but it's definitely a feeling that i got addicted to. is it bad? perhaps that addiction is like smoking, or doing drugs. maybe if i do drugs i'll get the same feeling. well, it's not like i don't have access to the 'feeling'. after i get my driver's license, i'll probably roam the city once in a while, with the air-con and radio on. just a joyride. can't wait. :)