When i was in JB for the past 2 days, i wanted so much not to come back. It is carefree over there; it just the purpose of vacation i guess. It had its effect on me. The thought of coming back, facing the busy life. The need of extra effort to do whatever you need to do. Everything just have to be this way. You need to wake up early. Why? Got school, no choice..
Back in the hotel, just leave the towels here and there la, by the time you get back, it would be as good as new again. Just use the ringgit la, it won't be of any use again anyway. See, no worries.
Where is the purpose of my life? Where is me? Where is the potential in me? Where is my true self? Why is it i can't be who i want to be? What do i have to change?