Working life is dead sian...Dun know how to describe...This feeling in me...I dun know how to express by words...Life...is so boring now...for me...at least...though blessed to be alive and healthy...

Days in the office...seems harder to get by each day...and is slowly draining me dry...I am not young anymore and this is not helping me at all...if this is the life I am gona to have after I grad...I dread to its arrival...But yet...I cant run away from it...Coz it is bound to come...And who knows...might hit me damn hard...like a speeding truck...

Biz....Biz course...has never been my cup of tea...neither a side dish in any way...i have try to avoid it so far till now...mayb this is wat is meant to be...and I juz have to bear wif it...i mean...who in life is actualli doing wat he loves...i doubt so...harsh fact....that i wish i didn't knew...

I dream of being young again...not too young either...mayb in poly life...the days that I missed the most...*omg...I thk I am back into depression...

I remember the days when I was young...dreaming the adult dreams...the kinda of feeling that I juz cant wait to be a grown up...to walk down the streets and do all those shopping...buying things that seems to be free...and if i run low on cash...juz have to put a small little card into a wall machine then money will come out...dreams of to drive a car wif cute guys sitting beside me..haf good food at resturant....no reporting back to parents...be home as late as I want to and travel ard the world...it is as if the whole world is mine...Muhahahhaahaha......

About now that I am an adult...I realise that life is so surreal...and some dreams will forever be juz dreams...money will never be able to come out of the wall...and the small little card,called NETS card,will never be much of a use if my bank account hasn't got money in it...I have to work my butt off to put cash in my bank so that the stupid ATM machine have my hard earned money to spilt out for me to spent...and all those cars, travel and good food..only comes with money....and cute guys are picky...and they oso wana be wif their cute girls of their dreams....Now...I am adult..but yet...I am dreaming of a child's dream...but yet...time will never be so kind...and unwind wat had happend...

Life...wat is life...it is about birth, growing old, sickness and death...And those in between phases...it is up to individual's luck, opporunity and capacity....