Tuesday, October 30, 2007

Growing Up.

When i was 4, i told mum i wanna be an builder.
But, when i was 6, i told mum i decided to be a pilot.
Then when i was 10, i told mum i wanna be a cook.
However, when i was 14, i told mum i wanna be an architect.
Finally when i was 17, i told mum wanna be a cook!
But i still i want to be a pilot...!

So, as a boy, you can see how fickle i am and i'm still fickle about everything, haahaaa! Somehow, i have passion on flying than cooking but something in front of me just blocked my way to be one. However, i think i still stand a chance to fly, not now, but someday i thought, i hope.

Today as i sat in lecture room, i wondered and judged each an everyone of my friend that i knew in my entire life, and i'd realised who are my real friend and who are not. Unfortunately, the real ones are lesser than the not one. i think i'm able to accept the harsh reality of life and i gotta get through this shit. haaa..

Ooh well, during CTIS just now, my lecturer revealed the groupings for the next term project. i had a mix feeling about what gonna happen in the future. Well, i can't say anything much now, but i feel suck about it.

solehin.