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Once more, I find myself desperately wanting to jump onto the next plane to no where, because everywhere is more inspiring than this concrete jungle, and being buried six feet under (books).

I haven't had a good talk with someone about books, nature, music, and the sea in a long time. In fact, I haven't read a book, messed with music and been to the sea in a long time. It gets almost depressing. Although I do have to say, meeting my friend yesterday brought me back to the familiarity of being comfortable and in good company.

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I can't wait till I can drive. On days that feel like crap and routine and repetitive, I'd take the car out and drive to a secluded area, where I can sit around for a while, play a bit of music, take a few photographs and just forget the world. The other problem is, is there such a place in Singapore?

Anyway. I think I played a little too hard this weekend so I'm rushing a little too much work right now. I also feel extremely insecure for the complex numbers test I'm having, tomorrow. I think.

However, I know because I have God, there's no fear. Right now I can only pray He blesses me with the ability to complete everything by tonight. :)