I’m supposed to be freaking out over my papers now, but as usual I can’t help but be permeated by insignificant thoughts. So, brace yourself, boring post ahead. Kim needs to do some regurgitating.

Kids who try to be all sophisticated and mature. I can’t stand them. Why? Cause I can see right through them and I have their psyche at the tip of my finger. I confess, I was one of those kids, I dressed up like a 40 yr when I was barely 16 (actually I still kinda do, but at least it’s no more on purpose). Took a bus to Coffeebean so I could sip fumigated coffee while flipping through imported magazines that I couldn’t afford. Spoke with flawless grammar and gave every word a thought before I uttered it. Read business journals eventhough I didn’t know fuck.