So I had the Great American Trip. It feels like being given a second chance at life. somewhat.

I'm having this addiction to people's tumblr. I feel like I should get one myself. But I know myself too well. The minute I have it, I wouldn't bother much with it. I hardly even touch my PC to come online.

I blame work. the corporate ladder.

I really wonder what I want to do with my life. I see others successful in what they do. But they actually know what they want. I don't. Can't blame anyone else.

Die die die!
Tomorrow fly!
I should catch some shut-eye!

Wow, it rhymes. hmm I didnt even have to think about it. Maybe I'm destined to be a poet.

Oh shut up. it's not funny.