Dear Diary!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

Tonight isn't my night. I'm feeling lonely and blue.

I kept on asking my friends to choose between happiness and wealth, beauty and physical appearance. I guess I am not satisfied with myself now.

There are a lot of self-conflicts which i wish i have someone for me to share. But these are mere feelings, which hardly explainable or put in words. Besides, all these while, i am very bad in expressing my feelings or thoughts in words. I prefer to act them out.

Routine is getting more routine, which most of the time, i questioned myself if I should get another new company, if this is what i want. But I bet it will be the same even if i were in another company or place. The barrier is myself. Its the way i link the connections, the way i see things and the way i put them into big pictures.

I have many to write, but i just don't know how to start and where to start. I didn't want my blog to be so moody. ;)

I started to afraid that i might have heart problem. Maybe due to the durians i have consumed.

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What if i will never see tomorrow again?

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will you cry/miss me?