so well, today marks my first anniversary breaking away from the old habit. yes, nicotine addiction. it's not something i'd make a huge deal of but i'm just glad i had been nicotine-free thus far. i've tasted two plus years, so imagine how much tar is already in my lungs. yeah, i'm a nutwit. i could kill all the nicotine stuck in me, if i could go back then. but oh well.
i guess i picked it up as a source of holding back every tear or fear. but through the past year, i discovered i could hold everything back without the sticks. so i guess that's one golden point for me.(: a year's gone that fast and i didn't even realise. we're all chasing time now aren't we? 2S is coming to an end as well.
how come good things always.. a) come to an end? b) only come to realisation when it's ending? c) hard to come by? WHYYYYYYY . . . . i got to the Courts' sale in the morning. i got myself a new fucking camera :DDD *jumps around like on trampolenes* . . . .
- all that'll past will end too fast, you know. <3
