Have you ever really sat down and felt time whiz past? If you haven't, maybe it's high time you take a break from the hustle bustle and start feeling.

Digressing a little, I was just watching as the people passed me by this evening. I looked at all their faces, I watched how they walked and how they carried themselves, I watched how they react to different circumstances.

And I recalled what Whitey said in One Tree Hill2. Being the old man that he is, he said if he were to be young again, he'd do everything. He'd not give a care to how people looked at how unglam he was, not give a care to how he looked like doing things, not give a care to his pride and ego. Because when you're as old as he is, you'll be lying in bed one day, wishing you had done better.

The people I saw today, none of them bothered to run for buses. The girls were concerned about how their hair would mess up in the wind if they ran, while the guys were concerned about how roudy they'd look by rushing for public transport.

But of course, those are my assumptions. However yet, have you ever been in a situation where you were afraid of how people'd judge you, and develop negative ideas about you, just by doing something 'out of the ordinary' ?

And so I come to my point again, how do we ever escape judgements? It's so tiring to live up to what other people expect of us, don't you think? People always chant, "I don't give a damn how others think of me. I do what I want. ". Sure, I don't deny that there're people we are that impressive. But out of the ten that claim that, I'm pretty damn sure less than half of them practice what they preach.

'nuff of digression.

I was reading Jan's earlier, and she mentioned about her grandfather. And it brought me to start thinking about my grandma (the one who left us 11years ago), and my great grandma.

The memories of them being around are still pretty clear in my mind.. Especially that of my grandma. Even though she's left for 11 years.. but it seemed so much like yesterday that she was still sitting next to me forcing lunch into me while I played on the piano. It felt so clear, every single detail. Even of how she used to cough and snigger.

That's when it dawned on me suddenly that she's already gone. And for so long. All of a sudden, I'm already 20, and she probably wouldn't recognise me well if I were to see her again now.

One thing that'll always remain constant in this world is change. There's no stop to it.. and sometimes, I do direct the cause of my regrets to change. Change isn't necessarily a bad thing.. just that.. more often than not, it brings people you treasure away.

Far, far away.

And it gets rather sad to think of it..