Fuckin insane. This is driving me nuts!! The prospect of taking of f at the end of this year/ beginning of next is so exciting! Gawd, it feels like I'm a rabbit chasing after a carrot that's being dangled in front of my eyes.
Would it be too indulgent of me to just take off without worrying a bout my future? Not that I'll be gone THAT long anyways. And some friends were talking about coming back to Malaysia with me should I decide to go. Arrgghh, I am so torn.
On the one hand, it would be so much fun! On the other, it will cost so much money. What to do, what to do...
I'm in pain. Maybe I should just go and not think about the consequences. Then again, what consequences...
Gawd sometimes I feel like an immature kid on a flight of fancy. Whatever I want, I have to get. Is this a childish impulse?
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