i've had so much nostalgia this month. i hate admitting that, too. nostalgia will kill the freaking human race. or not. it's not that i don't know where this nostalgia is coming from. it's perfectly fitting with the current status of my life.

i wonder how many times in my life i'm going to be hit with nostalgia. when is the next time that such a wave of emotion will relive its old haunts in my mind? what's funny is that next time i'm going through a significant life event (read as change) and i'm feeling this way, i'm gonna be all like "oh it's just like that one time in 2017" which is meta-fucking-nostalgic in itself. ha. i'm a goddamn parody of myself. (honestly, i'm already doing this, comparing this to august 2011 ha. ha. ha.)