March 3rd, 2009

I want my immaturity back.

I just had a long talk with Mom, about my studies and what I plan to do with them, the possibilites of studying abroad, the other studies I want to take next year, my theses, my work, my business plans and generally the direction in which I see my life heading...

...and we didn't end it with an argument.

I'm kind of huh? what just happened? about it now.

It's kind of nice, in a freaky bizarro way.