the end

Nasty shocks today, not like I haven't been expecting them of course.

Stress is catching up with me. I have a feeling that when I wake up tomorrow, I will have a head of white hair, or no hair at all. Fifteem year old in the US are doing nothing but slacking and smoking pot, either that or groping each other, so I guess they're not that much better off. So why do I feel so damn deprived?

Perhaps because I have no free time for myself. Rush rush rush the whole day. If i had a choice, I would maroon myself on a desert island with a computer, broadband connection, handphone, and cable TV. I shall be completely satisfied for abouta week. After that, I would be sick of eating sand and drinking coconut juice.