it's friday, finally.
i used to love doing routined stuffs, but now no more.
ever since i went to uni, there seem to be something missing.
and many people became very unhappy after that.
then the thought comes in again.
what if i dont study? what can i do?
what do i want to be?
questions like these lead me nowhere, and never fail to make me feel lousy.
is this part of growing up?
as seen from photos on fb, many friends already celebrated their 21st bday.
21 yrs old means adulthood, means we can legally make decisions for ourselves without our parents' consent.
but how? i dont even feel like i am 20 yet.
i dont like this transitional period at all.
this sucks.
you have to learn to juggle things around, and even before i can manage the things i have in my hands, new things are thrown in my direction.
i've seen people who cant manage the stress and go crazy.
dont think that will happen to me, but cant help and scare myself with that thought.
i am still in that learning stage, scared and all.
dont quite know how long i can persevere.
persevere is a word i used to like, but now i am scared of it.
:(