Battleship

Today was a good day. But days like these remind me how old I am getting. A year ago our 'chilling out' was in school till 10+. Now it means late nights till 1am.

Growing up is a scary thing, something I'm still trying to cope with at the age of 19. So many things change with time; People, environment, mentality... Stuff that used to be blasphemous a few years ago are now a little more acceptable. What has remained constant through this vicissitude? Are the changes for the better or for the worse? Who defines 'better' and 'worse'?

Sometimes I think I spend way too much time pondering over useless things.

The future is scary yet exciting. I hate conflicting emotions.