reflections

in all honesty, i've always thought of myself to be a mature, emotionally grounded person. ever since i was a kid, i always kicked it with older kids. that's just how i rolled.

i thought i was mature (at least socially) at 15, 17, 20, 25, basically ever since i was old enough to comprehend emotional and social maturity.

as i age, each year i look back and think about what a fucking idiot i was.

i look back even further and see the mental retardation developing.

doesn't that just mean that i'm always retarded then?


and back to my cubicle life...

there are these two young asian cats that i've run into twice in the breakroom, and once in the hallway. all three times, i've seen them together. i've never said anything to them because i'm a bit reserved in new settings....and, didn't really get the chance to make eye contact to at least say hello.

they were definitely curious about me cuz i'm a new and young (well...young looking) fellow asian.

the funny thing is, why're they always together? kinda like girls going to the bathroom together. how cute.