colours of life.

i think people do change when they grow up. i have often brought myself back to yesteryears these days... and looking back, i realised that i was really quite naive. haha

eons ago when i was much, much younger; i used to see all things in black and white, refusing to believe in the grey. good people only do good deeds, bad people are those who are never kind to anyone... a + b must be = c... when we meet with situation X, we will do only Y... such idealistic thoughts we have when we were young, huh.

i wonder when did i stop believing in pure black and white, and realised that the world is full of mainly grey... 1 + 2 is no longer 3 but overcrowding, and there will always be the 'it depends' factor.

i wonder if growing up does this to people. adding in the greys... suddenly had the colours matched in my head... black, white, grey, and blue. which probably pretty much explains my everyday blues...

shit. i have no idea what i was blogging about.