I used to be the most enthusiastic person in the world. I swear. Always up for an adventure, doing something new, cannot-sit-at-one-place type. But off late, I've been so.. bleagh. Its been a gradual, slow change, and apparently I never noticed it until, well, after it happened. So many things that were me, don't even bring up a teeny bubble of excitement anymore.
Pictures: I was the 200-pics-on-a-night-out type of girl. Then my camera kinda got lost in the busyness of life, and now, I have a whole phase of 2009-2010 that I have no memories of.
Travelling: I was the person who'd pack my bags one weekend before I had to travel, you know, just to make sure I could always throw in last-minute things, in case I had forgotten them off my neatly categorised packing list. Now, when I leave home for a 5 week trip to a cold place, I pack the night before, and forget things like socks.
Entertainment: I never loved movies, or tv, but I had my list of reality shows that I followed like there was no tomorrow. I knew which model wore what, who got what contract, who dated who, who got eliminated, who was most likely to get eliminated next week. Now, apart from the occasional cricket match, I haven't sat in front of the tv, or my laptop apart from work.
People!: I couldn't be alone at home one night without driving myself up the wall. I enjoy having people around me, talking, laughing, drinking, socialising, chatting, bonding until it was time to go to work the next day. Now, all I want to do after work is come home & crash out. [There's only one thing in the world that still keeps me being me, and thank god for that!]
So whiny I've become, no? Does everyone have this "phase"? Is this what becoming older means?
If it is, then #*(% that shit. I miss being me, and its about time I get me some of that!!
Pictures: I was the 200-pics-on-a-night-out type of girl. Then my camera kinda got lost in the busyness of life, and now, I have a whole phase of 2009-2010 that I have no memories of.
Travelling: I was the person who'd pack my bags one weekend before I had to travel, you know, just to make sure I could always throw in last-minute things, in case I had forgotten them off my neatly categorised packing list. Now, when I leave home for a 5 week trip to a cold place, I pack the night before, and forget things like socks.
Entertainment: I never loved movies, or tv, but I had my list of reality shows that I followed like there was no tomorrow. I knew which model wore what, who got what contract, who dated who, who got eliminated, who was most likely to get eliminated next week. Now, apart from the occasional cricket match, I haven't sat in front of the tv, or my laptop apart from work.
People!: I couldn't be alone at home one night without driving myself up the wall. I enjoy having people around me, talking, laughing, drinking, socialising, chatting, bonding until it was time to go to work the next day. Now, all I want to do after work is come home & crash out. [There's only one thing in the world that still keeps me being me, and thank god for that!]
So whiny I've become, no? Does everyone have this "phase"? Is this what becoming older means?
If it is, then #*(% that shit. I miss being me, and its about time I get me some of that!!
