Frustration
Thursday, September 28th, 2006A friend’s mum told Joanne that I look frustrated with my studies. Question is, do I really like what I’m doing? My loyalty towards what I’ve chosen stays. Other than that I can’t think of anything else of what could’ve been if I weren’t commited to this choice I made.
For sure I’m going to miss out on a lot of events while finishing what I’ve started. Ambition is what it’s about. Me having to be away for at least almost 3 years from home. By then Ashly would be 15. I wouldn’t have many chances to become friends’ bridesmaids. I.. wouldn’t be around to keep a watchful eye to neutralize clashes of human chemistry in the house. 25, when I’m over and done with. Almost everyone would’ve settled down maybe still in Kuching or half way across the world where I’d get to receive.. photographs, letters and phone calls. It’d also be an honour to be a godmum to several different children, a person who couldn’t be there for ‘em to welcome them on their first day into the world. And I’d definitely have trouble finding potential areas to invest in land, assuming that it’d be taken already. Probably everyone might’ve changed after all those years. New personality, new obligations, new lifestyle, new family and what’s mine to keeps will be fairly good memories of ample time we all had to spend together.
I’ll be working my ass off to buy the car of my dreams to make sure that I get it by age 29. Actually I am frustrated. It may sound that I know where I’m going but I’m just.. arrested by plans far ahead of me only because I can ascertain what want that I can have.
My days of living as a human is numbered. Turning into a robot. Technical robo-bitch lawyer soon. No life man.












