stuck in some computer lab in skool in sucha dreaded wet day. this explains how i feel on the first day of skool after the recess week. drats...

anyway haven't don't much work over the hols, but i've been thinkin abt lotsa stuff. met up with a couple of friends and yeah listened to her complain abt work, abt having her just-over-quarter life crisis. man, she hasn't even started a family and it's getting to her.

got me thinking, what's the purpose of our existence here? our purpose in life? to achieve material needs and build a name or legacy for ourselves? some say no, we live life to the fullest. what the heck, what's tt supposed to mean? agree with me or not, we are mere pawns in this world. subject to the kind of drone and grind of our system. lofty ambitions, boy, u've gotta really reconsider. yeah everyone wants to achieve something different with their lives, but hey we can't run away frm the standards set by the world. call me cynical, but tt's who i am.

my once big dreams of being so many things, hav juz been a memory behind my mind. professional tennis player, interior designer, child doctor, neurosurgeon, even my latest: setting up my own little shop for people to chill out, complete with live band jaming. maybe my practical self convinced my dreamy side tt all these are juz aims, difficult or even unpractical in this world. the least joy i get is tt i once dared to tell people confidently what my dreams were, regardless of whether i took action.

on a lighter note, my mom told me my calves were fat. hahah unproportionate was the word she used. *argh,mom how can u say tt abt ur daughter?* i can't believe she told me this, but hey at least she was honest abt it. fear not, i still love my mom LOTS. cheers mom!