"There are so many things I wanted to do, but I ended up doing not much. I worry i'll get to the end of my life feeling I haven't done all I wanted to do." 


I suddenly felt the need to write just to express what's really inside me... yet i am not sure if i'm in the right mood to blabber much of these random emotions... i want to scream and shout right now; to release all the stress and troubles that i've been keeping for quite a long time already... there's so much i wish i could tell, there's so much i wish i could still carry, and there's so much in me that i myself can not understand.


I see people doing great things in their life... everyday i see friends moving straight towards their chosen track... i see them going and going, as far as they can, as free as a free bird... when i am here stuck in front of my laptop.


Save me from insanity!