I miss home, and God i really miss home, my laptop, guitar, playing with my niece, home cook food, everything!!

Past 10 days in camps feels exactly like prison. Being quarantined aint fun, time passes by extremely slowly, given the fact that we've nothing to do in there. And we have to think a interesting to pass time, play risk, psp, call friends to chat. The worst is restriction to movement. Imagine being told to come down at scheduled timing for meal, and you got to rush to eat so that other level can come down for their meal. Doesn't this sound like a prison. It sure doesn't feel good.

SO NOW, i'm finally out.

I've been thinking about many things lately. I feel that i've been moving around in circle, turning turning, thinking that i'll gain something, yet to my realisation that i'm just repeating the same mistake. I was like that when i was 19. Now 22, i've wasted close to 3 years amounting to nothing. Is that something that i'm proud of, come to think of it, it's just because of my stubborn nature. It's a tough thing to extraodinary thing, i've seen many people done it, but where the heck did they get their breakthrough from. I really thought about it. I've made many aquaintance, few whom i could really call close friend. It's true that their played a part in steering the direction i'm heading, and i'm counting with my fingers, thinking, i really need some form of breakthrough. I think of creative ways to talk to people, try to get things done my way, try to put a brave front, but there's so much of me that's left to be moulded. I talked, things didn't work out, but i'm glad that i tried. Am i trying too hard? i need a change, something that could stir me up to head towards ONE direction, and not cruising around in circle. the ans is GOD. stuff that into my head.