i have got plenty to write. so many to write till i don't know where to start.
i've got a pretty close friend, went to Australia to study. it was a very sudden decision me to know that she is going off in a week's time. but i am happy that she finally made a good decision which i hope it will be. i met her for dinner last tuesday with the rest of my ex-netball mates. then i realise something. going further studies seems like the coolest thing everyone would like to do. but it may be the hardest thing as well. it seems easy to just go and study but it may be the most difficult thing to do. it may seem like the simplest decision to make but it may be the toughest to decide. cos, upon seeing her, i realise that leaving this familiar country of yours to go to another stranger country feels alittle scary. the thought of everything there is so different might just scared me off. the thought of dumping everything here... friends, family and loved ones (if u have) is really not easy. i have been saying how much i wish to leave this place, how much i wish i wanna go oversea to study, how much i just wanna get out of this place. but everything isn't as simple as i thought i could do it. but i hope the best for her, and really hope she take care of herself. friends are always around her listening to her problems.

anyway, yesterday while at work, i think to myself. would someone rather go to a run-down country and be the rich man there? or would someone rather go to a high-standard of living country but to be a poor lad there? if were you, which would you choose?

and i hate the month of july. too many partings!! my fren left for australia, kenneth left for army, baolong going for army.....haiz, the thought of everyone leaving is so sad!
we have all grown up. met up with luo and others for the celebration of kenneth's bday, ended talking about marriage. that's sound so weird and funny... we are barely reaching 21, and talking about marriage. but i am glad that we are friends for so long. being through the struggling and happy times. there were fun times, and stupid times. but everything became memories to be kept and remembered.

yesterday,had a good dinner!

i am starting to worry about my future, i really wanna be what i wanna be, do what i wanna do. however, the circumstances and the surroundings around me is just too pressurizing for me to trust myself that i can do it or even to have confident in myself to succeed. money money. why the hell is money the whole root of the problem! but i wish i can do it!




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