Dreams.

To all bloggers out there, don't stop blogging. Coz once you stop, it's hard to pick it up again.

Thanks for all the tags..even though it had NOTHING to do with my posts..haha..but i'm glad that a potential class gathering is about to happen. yasa..hint hint.

The third week of school had zoomed pass again. Before we know it, we'll be hit with the great exam stress once again. Last week, when tutorials first started, the tutor from one of my classes asked everyone of us to self introduce, say what we're specialising in and talk about our future.. our ideal end in mind. I had about 2 rows of people before my turn yet when the spotlight was on me, i still could not give an answer convincing enough for myself, let alone other strangers.

What am i doing here?

After one entire year of education, i've finally realised that.. Business is so not my calling. This is not the path i wanna take, not the future i see myself in. I don't wanna be stuck in such a rigid, fake impression giving environment. It's too restricting.

Everyone in my class had dreams. Dreams of where they wanna go, what they wanna do. Although their dreams sounded quite the same, they were still dreams nonetheless. Of course, some of their dreams sounded rather impractical but what mattered was that they were willing to say it in front of a room of strangers. That's the first step.

Where's my first step?

I miss Australia. Melbourne especially. It's tranquility and all. How everyone there carried smiles on their faces and do not think twice about giving a helping hand. The problem with singapore is, everyone's too afraid to trust strangers. I'm a guilty party myself.

Was at Jurong East earlier today, queueing to withdraw some money. When my turn came, we realised that it was out of cash and there was a long queue behind us. Remembering that something like this happened in australia once and the people there were kind enough to let the rest of the queue know, we decided to let OUR queue know. So we approached this girl two person behind and went, " excuse me, this machine has no more money. "

Instead of thanking us, this girl totally took us as invisible, ignored us and continued queueing. That stupid ugly girl! So bloody rude!

seee, now u know why i miss australia. OK, it's far from utopia. But still, i can dream, can't i? =)