it's amazing how through time, we change without us even realizing that we have become different people.
sometimes, the demarcation of what used to be and what presently is becomes so pronounced that we even question: has it been that long?
i was in a pensive mood last night after the endless spell of boredom finally made me check my old friendster account. the distinction of who i used to be -- from my writing, pictures, and blog -- is a far cry from the jaded person that i am right now.
back then, promises weren't empty and a kiss was as sweet as the first flower that blooms in spring. i found myself scratching my head, partly in awe, after i reread what i wrote about me in my account.
after just two years, where has this person gone to?