I just wish that there are people who will listen to me talk. I feel like cycling to East Coast Park now despite just having walked half the way back from Marine Parade. It has also just dawned on me that all the "special days" or dates that suppose to mean more than ordinary days are usually the most miserable days. All the elaboration shall be kept in my mind, where hopefully will be fully forgotten after some time.
I feel like giving up on everything right now. Sometimes all the effort I put into do something well just does not pay off. I don't know why I still bother to even attempt doing anything now.
Randomness. What is next?