roses or heartaches?

remember the times when we were kids and crayons made us happy? or the times when dressing up made us giggle and laugh? or those gameboys, cartoons and toys?

how come happiness and age feels inversely proportionate? the older we get, the less happy we seem.

amanda had a bad day today.

well, my day's not exactly over yet. so cross fingers it'll get better.

anyway.

i can't seem to remember if i got a text in the middle of the night yesterday, read and then deleted it or, if i just dreamt the whole thing up. haha in any case, i give up trying to figure it out.

some things just arent meant to be figured out. like H2 mathematics along with all of life's biggest questions. (no, i will not ensue discussing academia on my blog because it is way too depressing and we all know it ends up with a sad smiley anyway. sad sad, ugly urgh truth.)

& imy but i don't know why.