It has been a crazy 2 weeks in a row. For the past 2 Sundays (not including today),I have been gearing up for some kind of challenge on Monday and yes the challenges always present themselves.

I wish I'm in Japan now.Away from it all.

It's not unexpected of typical Singaporeans to plan and scrimp even when they tell people around them that hey!I'm gonna just pack and go.Most of them don't mean it literally.

But my friends who know me know I am capable of a deed such as this.Like when my mum's insistence for me to quit my job got too much just about 8 months ago,I decided to pack and leave my family home for a lonely existence in a room in Toa Payoh.

I'm not saying I regret doing what I did. Living alone has its own perks but also its fair share of shits.Most of us weren't made to exist alone.

It has been sweltering recently.Had an event yesterday at Bikini Bar and boy was it hot!I think I lost a couple of inches off my waist and my height.Geez.

I had my first taste of shisha yesterday too!Made my dad try some and I think he liked it...haha...Hopefully I'll get to have more soon!

I know I've grown up when...the government sends me a letter saying I gotta start paying taxes.

*grumbles really nasty stuff under my breath*

Anyhow,Japan again in December.I'm bordering on a colleague trip and something else.

Seems like a whole lot of stuff have happened in and out of office...feeling kinda confused and frustrated at some stuff but hoping I won't have to dwell on it for too long.

I have been listening to this new song by Miley Cyrus called "The Climb" for awhile now and it just gets to me.Especially the chorus.

"There's always gonna be another mountain,I'm always gonna wanna make it move.Always gonna be an uphill battle,sometimes I'm gonna have to lose.Ain't about how fast I get there,ain't about what's waiting on the other side...It's the climb..."

Guess it pretty much describes what alot of us are going through in our working lives now.

There's just so many things I wanna achieve in this lifetime. Every fibre of me is just aching to get things moving and get started.

I never could and can understand how people can be so contented living their lives where they are till the day they die.How can anyone be so easily contented?

For me to go figure.

Signing off,
Tolora