musings

taking time off to mull over my life, and after meeting up with some old friends , i've realized that i have indeed reached a level of maturity. yes, despite my ongoing love for smileys, winnie the pooh, and astroboy, and my penchant for giggling, clowning around, and blurting out witticisms (at least, according to me)!
i no longer overanalyze and overread anything. my goodness, i remember a time when the littlest kindness shown to me by a guy, would send me daydreaming about us HHWW. now, i know better than to assume anything. lessons have definitely been learned in that regard.
i am more patient. "good things come to those who wait"--i definitely believe that. i used to think "oh, life's too short." but then, things seem to work out the way they're supposed to, even without my intervention-- so i no longer try to ask out anyone. it's just too much work, and i'm tired out. i will wait. if something comes, well and good. if not, no problem.
i understand more. maturity may be the key, because somehow, things that i would not have understood a few years ago, i understand in a flash now. i have more level-headed empathy, i suppose.