Feel like doing nothing but sitting in front of the computer doesnt seem to help. Written 5.5 pages of I-dont-know-if-it-helps, I am drained. Unproductive, uncreative and unsure. Shucks. Meeting supervisor on Tuesday.

Friends, could be the best of friends. But, they bring about separation. A lifetime together, yet like a travelling journey, friends part at the airport with one's own luggages, heading home separately. Only like a walking stick, without a will, no magical can a stick perform. Sometimes, choices change everyone's journey.

If there is one thing I want to tell you today
Even if the journey would to end, I am still looking forward to the next one.