alright, what's wrong with worn-out memory? people get older every minutes their brain cells unable to hold important matters anymore. yet I will fight, stand still, stay put, hold my breath, close my eyes, wishing hard I can keep my youth and restrain what people believe as natural dysfunctional phase. I don't wanna lose these beautiful, rewarding experiences God has given me in this short-term journey. why, o why things must be washed away and robbed forcefully from us along the way to the real eternity? should I take it for granted, that all these are merely illusions, so I'll be able to let 'em go, banish from my li'l mind drawer? migosh, what am I talking about? forget already. whatever. nevermind.