ah...

Yesterday:

Was planning to do some serious study, but yet again it did not work out. Landed myself in the pub, had a Hoegaarden, oh the lovely Dutch drink.

I plan to do some serious travelling in the near future. It may take around 4 years till I do hit the road, but meanwhile I need to attend urgent diplomatic matters first.

By 24 I should have gotten my Dental degree. I consider trying my best in this course, finally, as I consider doing a postgraduate/Masters overseas, somewhere in Europe. If that fails, I shall take up a music degree, hopefully through a scholarship, somewhere there as well. I may need to be a part-time student as I will be a dentist to support myself.....

Once I get my music knowledge I shall expose myself to more composition opportunities. With that in mind I will travel to listen to as many types of music there are, in the world, which means I get to do a lot of travelling. Yay!

Ok I just read what I wrote and god it sounds ABSURD. What the fuck am I doing here in dentistry? I just took 6 months off, so now I'm back in 3rd year again, as the unofficial part-time dental student (for the next 6 months..oh the sweet sweetness of non-commiting dental student), with the intention for me to appreciate what this profession can offer me. At least my year level is very cool, awsome bunch of querky interesting people, which makes the experience a whole lot exciting.

But I have to admit, once I complete a successful restoration, oh it feels so good. It's the antidote to my otherwise boring eventless day, and for that entire day I would feel like singing. So, let's just say, I am addicted to this rush....

I am now 21. A baby, they say. Time is young. Time flies. Hence youth is fleeting. At least, by 30, I would have figured out what the hell I am here for.