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Monday, February 23, 2009

27 club

27th, never visualise at 27, this is what i will be.

Sort of like a old youth to man stage. But my mentality seems to be more permisstic as i age.

How to feel youthful again? Fall in love? Courtship? Success in career? Money?

These are the gauge to measure happiness?

Nope, these are just mine. 1 dont need anything to be happy.

How can one be so disatisfied abt life when u live it once?

Hazi, my dream to be a dealer, to engage in the passion of the equity market seems to die off. The only reason to keep me goin is just to see her. But what happen when she is gone, haha...what a weak fool.

Waiting, waiting and waiting, for things to happen?

You know the chances of winning the lottery, thats are the exact odds, you tell yourself. Thus you decide not to gamble.

But life is a game. U wont know where ur going to land when u roll the dice. Or rather you choose not to move while others take their turn.

What will i say, when i hit 28th?

Will i be around to vent my regrets, or shld be spread word of happiness?

Life is a choice. Hope i can paint a brilliant colourful picture for this year round.

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A typical underdog among the 6.6 billion homo sapiens who seeks to spend its remaining time to bring happiness to his loved ones. Constantly questioning how much and when is enough to attain a balance of success n happiness and to define one's purpose of existance instead conforming to unspoken society's pressures n norms.