just finished my dinner, damn im full . feel like going out but then to lazy to drive with a full stomache . feel like sleeping but i just dont want my hours to be wasted just like that . yet i want it to pass faster till the day i get to leave Kuching .
for all of us, no matter who you are, no matter what you do, its all the same for us all . time passes so slow when its the time that is called ‘future’, but then looking back, ‘past’ has always pass by so fast that you didn’t even have a chance to catch a breathe and get stuck there in the ‘moment’.