This blog is dying, but really, I can't find anything blog worthy. I'm not in school anymore, so I don't really get into GPish discussions or listen to chapel preaching and those daily sharings or some of those other things that stir my brain juice and prompt me to have some opinions and thoughts.

I miss school. School gives me a purpose, a kind of drive that keeps me going and my brain running. After I left school, I realised, at least for myself, that as dull and boring school might seem to be, my time there was the most vibrant ones of my life so far. You might say that school is so routine, so restrictive, but I'll say that every day in school is a whole new learning experience and self discovery.

This long transition from jc to university has been a rather boring one. I don't want to see myself living every day like this after I come out into society. I know that ultimately, it all boils down to choice. There isn't a mould for my life to take shape to after I leave the king of all schools, university. But until I grow up and get there, I don't know how I will choose. But I sincerely hope that whatever it is, I will be happy.

When I was younger, and my parents were holding me back and restricting and watching my every move, I couldn't wait to grow up.

Now, I'm a little older, and my parents have loosened their hold, I don't wanna grow up anymore. Things were simpler, easier, when I was younger.

Sigh. We all say we must learn to appreciate what we have and all the things around us. But when will we ever learn? And when will it ever be enough?