Woah! I'm really sad. Why does time fly so fast whenever I'm doing anything fun. I love blogging so that may be considered fun yes. I started blog hopping at around 7:00 am (yup an early blogger) and when I stare at the clock, it's already 9:00 am! What? I still feel as if 30 minutes have only passed.
But maybe the phrase "Time flies when you're having fun" should be updated because whenever I have a deadline I have to catch up to time seems to be fast forwarded... but I'm being silly. It's all in the mind after all. Time never slows down or fast forwards.
But then why am I wasting my time talking about time being fast or slow? Ayayayayay!