Thursday, November 6, 2014


It's hard to say where the time went.

As I became busier and busier during my last year of high school with academics, extra-curricular activities, holding down a part-time job, and friends and family, I blogged less and less, until I just stopped. That was almost two years ago; I am now in my second year of university, balancing my plate between all the same things, at what definitely feels like a higher intensity.

I am a firm believer in self-reflection, as evidenced by my dozens and dozens of journals and diaries. But also as evidenced by those dozens and dozens of journals and diaries that I never finished and then threw out later (because I couldn't quite accept childish and naive I was "back then" and  how horribly written the entries were), I strive for quality. If I don't have the time and energy to devote to crafting a good post, I don't, because blogging is an expendable hobby.

A recent conversations with a loved one has led me to re-evaluate what I am doing with my time and why. Journalling helps me with that and is something that I feel I need to undertake privately at this time. Although I would say it is quite clear that I am no longer writing sixteenbeans, an epilogue seemed fitting. Closure is another thing I believe in.

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