Been pretty lost lately. Wondering what I should do with my life at the ripe old age of 30. Trust me... when you are at this point of your life without any major achievements... you suddenly hear the alarm bell ringing in your head going "Time is running out! Time is running out!"Isn't it weird that whenever you are down and out and want to find someone to talk to... you realise there ain't any. Either that or you get some superficial or those brush-it-aside consolation... Something like "Brace up, things will get better" or some mildly impatient "Get on with your life" or "It's not the end of the world"... I dunno but it's like the human race nowadays cannot take failure... or are impatient if you fall on your knees too long and they expect you to be up and running and recover asap. But wah lau... you fall hard leh. Also need recovery time right? Gee... I'm tired. Either that or maybe my expectations are too high... again. Next time I will try not to have expectations.
Strangely disappointed with the human race. (Except the little beng and an idiotic bro whom I think may be aliens in disguise)
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