eh?

Its almost 3 in the morning, and I'm eating cake and thinking what I've done in life so far. I like someone. Or maybe I don't. I hate so many people. Or do I? Life has been stressful over the past week, and maybe I'm overreacting to physical and mental stress. But there are questions that arise. Some need to be addressed. Some should rather be left undisturbed. Some people think I'm immature. Some think I'm good advice. I choose to use maturity selectively. Learnt that from my good friend Nikhil. Maybe someday I will grow up. And regret not being a kid anymore. But wait, don't I do that even now? Maybe I'm just a bit grown up. Damn I'll be 23 in a month. I wish I was 13. That's it. That's all I want to say. For now. As I finish this off, Mr. Bonjovi says, "Everybody needs somebody to love. Everybody needs somebody to hate." I wonder.