Back in the day, I was the kind of guy who would sit at the back of the class and listen to my music and just sketch all day long. You can say anti-social, but pretty much just that rebellious emo and tortured artist. Kinda radical, goes about his own way.
Then maturity kicks in. I grew out of that shell, and started to be more out going, do crazy out of the norm kinda stuff and became a party person. Ironies of my life.
And so every time I'm with my childhood pals and high school batchmates, sometimes I just can't help but be who I was then. It's like an involuntary reflex, it just happens.
We're not the same person as we are in high school and sometimes, it turns out for the best.
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