I've always fancied myself running away from Singapore. I can't find myself living in this torturous little dot on the face of the planet. It's so small that concrete jungle seemed to have taken over this Singapore. Not much greenery and freedom can be found in this puny little island. No calls for loss, I suppose. I've always wondered if a country-side lifestyle suits my... career-minded, open, brazen attitude. I suppose not? Countryside is like... a soft and relaxing country. Maybe I'm just stressed right now and money is driving me off the map. The need for money. The way I'm driven right now, I don't think I can just settle for a nice, quiet, relaxing place.

Then again, why am I thinking such things is that, I'm just bored. Or sleepy. Or lonely. Wherever I go, I find myself staring at people surrounded with family and friends. I just feel like the odd one out, you know? Who am I? Where do I belong? Where am I supposed to forcefully fit myself? Where can I fit in casually? Such thoughts haunt me. I've always wondered if I'll ever meet anyone who really understands my plight. Then again, maybe I'm just being a whiney kid.

I just decided to paint my nails with nail enamels. Or however you spell that word. I feel like a homo. Or bitchy. I've decided what to buy for my upcoming pay. Believe it or not, I wanna get spectacles. Frameless. After that, ring. Maybe. It's just a string of maybes and ifs.

Don't I hate the word "if". K, that was random.

Betty intro me to this Hunter Valley in Australia. I'm tempted to go there. It's a nice place to go. What was the website again... Oh! Here! Not a bad idea, I suppose.

Then again, life is boring. I need to get another life. Find something to distract myself with. And wow! Just as I was typing, a sudden headache dropped by. Wow. That's like saying I'm sleepy. XD!

Maybe, like I quote from Betty, we're just "bored peeps".