the more things change, the more they remain the same........it's been over three years since I first stepped into university.......I still bunk classes the way I used to in first year.......technically I'm done with my college days, since I'm now studying for an M.A.....heh-heh.....studying is still the last thing I dream of doing.......technically I'm done with little-girl crushes, the way they happened in school.........but I still feel all nice and queasy and goosebumpy when a certain professor calls my name, even if it's for something as insignificant as a postponed class.......sigh........and no matter how much I have changed over the last decade or so trivialities still hurt me as much as they used to when I was thirteen or thereabouts........there remains a tiny part of me that thinks and feels like a twelve year old........and which is at this present moment very shad, very lost and very very confoosed............