time does fly when you least notice it. and time flies faster when i am all occupied with work and all things non-mundane. seems likely that time is the essence after all. resolutions not met, plausible dreams not fulfilled. everything is just a matter of perseverance and discipline; i am without either. it is one of those sleepless nights again. endless thoughts, mindless ramblings. going through the same repetitive circular notion. i had be contemplating with what i should do with my life? i'm like in a fucking carousel, all dizzy and uncertain.. i yearned to be a teacher in my younger age, wanted to be a figure churning air stewardess, or a superhero-like policewoman? as silly it may sound, i know i should study first, get those grades and then start contemplating. however, i am not even certain where i should start with? get a private diploma? retake my O's yet again? or just enroll myself into Institute of Technical Education? why dos growing up seems to be such a difficult task? i wished time will repeat itself but i know it will be pointless knowing i would only be repeating myself over and over again. i would like to see the greener side of the road, however the road that i am treading is on uneven terrain.

have a great monday in a few hours time.
live high..