To safely quote,
Friends like this, all that I ask for ♥
Even a random screwed up trip to Sentosa can turn out so lovely and eventful. Simply cus we're this bunch of retarded friends, and it's fun hanging around no matter where. We just have our kind of random fun, don't we.
And there's this urge, legend says it comes when you're around 1 year into serving the nation. This random feeling to just ORD asap. It's past that 1 year mark that you realise:
1) You've had enough of 1 year of occupiedweekdays and limitedweekends crap.
2) It's only 1 more year to go, and you can reeealy feel it now.
3) Then you realise you're only halfway through, and you're sick of this shit.
4) But you think of it another way, you;re ALREADY halfway through, so you're close to it now! Then you start thinking about how it would be like 1 year later, and the urge resets all over again.
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Thinking about future again. I think I've not yet come to a realization that this is going to be MY future and I can't reset it.
There's always this comewhatmay or whenthetimecomes bullshit that shrouds me and it sucks la, seriously. Kok told me in my face that a Major in communications is gonna be bullshit and this questioned my passion. So easily shaken, what sort of a 'i-like-to-do' kinda thing is that. Arguments about how the top communications students in poly are making their way to FASS or NTU comms to continue their streaks, and about how this career just winds up as pathetic as a 9-to-5 job and all. Sigh.
Again, we'll see what happens, come what may. When life gives you lemons, you deep-fry fish fillets and strips of potatoes to make a nice plate of fish 'n chips. Okay that had no relation to the previous sentence whatsoever.
I want to live in big big house drive big big car.
