i had a nice considerably long conversation with daniel yesterday, after being able to steal a bit of time off his busy schedule of mere cleaning of arms. it's a good thing, now that i realised, where we're all heading in our conversation. to be able to converse about mature things such as our future paths, education plans, love life, training matter yadayadayada but at the same time injecting the all so familiar crappiness adds a new dimension to our friendship. though frankly i miss those times back in college or in secondary school where conversations were just simply meaningless, i suppose this is a good thing that we're all growing up in the right and proper way, thank God. which brings me to imagine how life would be like for me when i get back, soon *hinthint*. i mean i remember those random ramblings that francis and i would have along the path back to his home and i stopping at the bus stop for those who were just about to think further than that; as well as those planned meals at nearby white sands. i was just wondering what in the world would we be talking about. maturity is not a bad thing, i've indeed learnt alot, but is it necessarily a good thing if we lose it. thankfully, none of us have lost it yet.