the past is catching up

I accidentally met my undergrad roommate of three years today durong lunch. And I think, after all these years of continous improvement, I am still unprepared to meet my past ackward self amidst this fabulous persona that I have created and love.

I could never forget those embarassing moments when one was still socially inept about norms, proper behaviour, and necessities. I immediately drank my icedtea, hoping that I could also gulped this sheer throbbing anti self in my throat.

But still in my pondering i am thankfull that I have become something better...