For some reason the other night i dug up the old blog and started ruffling through all the posts i made from 2 years ago. That was the eugene then, before the trials of army, before the metamorphic experiences of university, the pure one. The naive one. The one that thought the world was as it is and most importantly he was real. I really miss the person i was.

Now i've degraded. This is the eugene now, after experiencing a little more of life. The cynical one, the closed one, the heartbreaker. The coward who runs away.