It got me thinking about life....again...
i think i'm still at the stage where i don't really know where i'm heading...
dun really know what i truly want...
so far in life when i look back...i seem to have achieved something...some achievements that other ppl might think i should be proud of...but i don't really think it's any special...

i'm not the type of ppl who likes to compare with other ppl (i know you could never be the luckiest person on earth...as long as you aren't the most unfortunate person)...but i do occasionally look at what other ppl have achieved at this point in time...and i could feel quite devastated...

some ppl seem to have a very clear goal in terms of what they want in life...but i'm more like a wandering soul that goes to work at 9 every day and get off whenever i think my tasks for the day are completed...
i don't really know whether my routine is the way that i want my life to be...
sometimes i tell myself: hey! it's normal...ppl at their 20's aren't clear what they want...but well...30 is coming la wor...ho chi not much time left la wor...

i dunno...maybe that's life...
i really love to look down from the mountain top and how everything at sea level becomes soooooo small...it reminds me of how tiny human beings are...we are just like a piece of dust...maybe smaller...
but when a piece of thing that is even than a piece of dust hangs out with other pieces of dust...everything becomes so big in their eyes...it's really hard to realize how tiny and unimportant we are unless we always detach ourselves and look at everything from far far far away...
anyways...maybe it's just tonite...i guess i'll feel much better tomorrow when i drag myself back to WORK!

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