i was busy. the past few weeks, i worked more than 8 hours at the office then at least 3 hours at home. then i had to wake up dawn to do stuff. life was so busy then. it was good. i don’t know what is it with me, but when i get very busy, i want to go out at night. this week, every single night, i went out! a couple of beers and a lot of talking to friends. it is weird how beer can give us temporary hapiness. (hehe) the last sentence means deeper than you expect. i maybe like this, but you have no idea how deep i go. if you were there with me, chances are you only knew 50% of how often i went out. there is this person who knows where i have been but i won’t be hearing from her anytime soon because i pissed her off - it was something i did and it was something that i said… i was sorry, but…

life is boring when you don’t know what you want. it becomes sad. as for myself, a few months ago, i knew what i want. i did my best (i think) to get *it* but obviously i failed. but i have no plans of giving up. it keeps me going day after day, living for today and dying tomorrow. it is better that way, thinking wayyy too much ahead it not good. unless if you have a family and kids to raise… that’ll be the day… hehe