Standing Ovation

I was pretty stoned when i met Bryan today. Couldn't talk much, couldn't think much.
When i reached home, i started reflecting upon my life while showering.
I've really changed alot since secondary school, both good and bad.
Back then, i felt like i was more open to things. Like vulgarities, stupid behavior, immaturity, rubbishness, slackness etc.

Somehow, somewhere, i've developed an intolerance for all these.
Meanwhile on one side, i've been preaching about not placing judgements on ppl, but i realised that i involuntarily judge ppl myself.
When someone says "F***", "Bit**", or *fill in vulgar hokkien/cantonese words*, i shrink away.
When someone starts being childish (not child-like), i ignore him/her.

In the past, i used to be enthusiastic about people,
Waving to ppl i know by face on the corridor and greeting them loudly.
Now when i see ppl whom i know know me and i know them, i refuse to say "Hi" or wave. I just smile back.
And eventually, when you stop, they stop too.

I'm not me.
I'm no longer me.
I'm just a shell of knowledge, waiting for my Armageddon to come.