Wolf Can Fly, Too

Sometimes, we are simply so busy in life doing whatever we're doing.

So busy, that we forgot what our original goal is.

Well, that's my one observation of the day.

Other than that, well, I really need to go jogging now, so I might edit it later. Or maybe I will just start another entry when I gets back.

Who knows.

Alright, I'm back.

So here's the deal. There used to be some kind of purpose, some kind of goal, that I am here for, at least in my heart. That's how I persuade myself to come here to Singapore. Not just for the salary, not just for the experience, not just for the sun and the beach and the girls in bikini that I never got to see beach vollyball I never get to play. I'm not saying that those goals are not there anymore. I just became so focus on other, less "important", stuff in life that I forgot who I am, and what I am here for.

Anyway, that's that. At least thing seems to be picking up a bit in the past few days, but I won't be able to tell for certain until I meet with my boss on Friday. Speaking of which, I still need to email him about it. And email him again on the day of, since he never remembers anyway.