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You, me and the little monster.  Saturday, November 20, 2010   At times it becomes so easy to just turn the back and walk off in an obscure direction, down a dark, winding path shrouded by mist when faced with an annoying, little terror-quaking monster. Today, I miss my school days. Because as much as I hated being in school, I always knew that dad would come and fetch me at 1.20 pm. I could go home, take lunch and forget the first half of my day. The monsters remained in school. Who cared? I miss my teen days. Always having my group of friends to tell all and fantasize that no such monster existed. Always, while discussing other more important topics, usually the problems of the rest of the world. Heck, I even miss my uni days. If no one was around in COE cafe, someone would surely be in the apartment to distract me. By then, pool games, group lunches at SK chinese veg and tea sessions in the evening became too important to dwell too much on the fact that the monster definitely existed. Did'nt see it as clearly and always thought that "future" me can deal with it. Why do it now? Having lost myself so thoroughly within the bubble of my work, studies and friends that I conveniently kept ignoring that little monster who kept scratching the outer surface time and again. Who cared? I knew I was safe in my bubble. Now, that little monster has had the audacity to poke its finger right into my bubble. And I'm not liking it. Its got me neatly trapped as the bubble slowly disintegrates. Since, I'm not planning to escape I asked you to help me deal with that monster. So why did the monster and me only saw you walking down that obscure direction, down the dark winding path shrouded by mist?? || MizJinX's thoughts || <3:26:00 PM> 0 comments