It seems that i don't feel exceptionally happy nowadays.

Or was i ever happy for as long as i could remember?

It seems that i have forgotten how to smile. The laughter that's shared among friends seems only for the spur of the moment. Like the high of the heroin effect. That wields off almost as quickly as it had taken effect. And that leaves you craving for more. But you know, at the end of it all. That the high will never fill the emptiness in the heart.


I don't know. There is nothing in my life that should make me sad right now. Yet, there is also nothing in my life that i should be exceptionally happy about.

Probably, the only thing that i could be happy about, is that finally after 2.5years of struggles for my studies, i can finally see the light at the end of the tunnel... That is if my train don't buang right the moment before it exits its tunnel. Rest asure people, that Alvin IS NOT going to touch anymore books! Not at least in the next 5-years.