word for this blog: kindalikes

i don't have the luxury of time doing this. but, there is an unusual feeling in my heart that makes me do this. i have a quiz on water supply tomorrow. the though of it is killing me. haha. or to make it subtler just the coverage of the quiz. whatever. and, i have not reviewed anything.

moving on. . .

new set-up. new environment for me. my "workplace" is somewhat different. it was "evicted" on my room. now, it's near the terrace. haha. for two things, (1) lighting. it has better lighting. (2) LIGHTING!

well, at least, something is different. i feel i grow. i become mature. even it's just a thought. idea. whatever you call it.

i guess, this is part of what you call nostalgic experience before you say goodbye to your old self. i mean things change. and it is inevitable. what happened on the last year. what you have accomplished. what you missed. what you regret. or kindalikes.

i know. this post has no ending or whereabouts. weird but usual.

whatever happened happened for a reason. whatever it is, it deserves to be waited. whatever. (i like this paragraph or kindalikes. whatever is the first word in it in every sentence.)

i may regret lots of things. like . . . (writing them would be a big regret. haha) and i may be contented for most. new group. new clique. new stuffs. experiences. kindalikes. haha

actually, this is not intended for birthday stuffs. but, it just came on my mind. a visitor. dropping by. saying hellos. but wait. i don't want this to be extra tearful or what. i want to make people smile. like this :) inspire. impart. kindalikes (for the fourth time?)

i want to cut this from here but my hand keeps on pressing keys. it stopped. then it wants to correct itself. fingers. whatever. now something wants to butt in.

realization? i actually have many. but i will share it sometime. somewhere. somehow. kindalikes again.

i reread the previous whatever-part-of-the-blog and i mistakenly read sometime as showtime. haha.

i want to this end this now. but i cannot make it. kindalikes.

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