i was able to speak with a couple of friends from my childhood earlier and suffice to say that both conversations warped me into two different timezones in my life. one i already had the chance to experience, and the other i have yet to know.
at one point, i was asked questions like "don’t you wish we were still the kids we were back in grade school?" and "why do i feel as if i was stuck in that era?" which made me look back with fondness at my childhood. (i daresay "childhood", because NOW is my youth.)
after a few hours, another friend asked my opinion about her forthcoming child’s name. (which incidentally would be seanelyn luanne according to her, if it be a girl: named after me! teehee.) then we launched into a discussion about other people’s kids, our contemporaries’ offspring nonetheless… and that made me feel so grown-up.
and then i paused. looking at friendster profiles, if it’s not babies, it’s wedding pictures. jeepers. and here i am, fascinated with chandelier earrings, karaoke, gadgets and gizmos, the next gig i’m going to on the weekend and what i’m going to wear — in a party hat and an old shirt, listening to moonpools and caterpillars.
don’t get me wrong. i love my life. and i love its pace. guess it was just surreal to realize that i am neither here nor there.
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hmm.. that’s one way to look at it.. but i would rather look at it as a time where you are enjoying being single and happily taken..
i love it!! don’t u? 
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