i passed out at 8pm after i came back from school. been a long day. when i woke up i could hardly figure out the time-space i was in. with the many projects on hand, i had to get up and resume work. but somehow i wound up at my old blog on livejournal. i was entirely surprised at how lucid and flowy my writing was. it seemed to be a more open-minded, inquisitive and less prejudiced me, with a greater and better and less cynical sense of humour, and many more thoughts. what has university education done to me? lol

but my lonertrip entries. i never failed to be moved when i read them again. and i'm so glad that i wrote all that experience down.