Time and time and time again, ive mentioned that when you look forward to something so much, when the time for that something to occur comes, everything just seems so disappointing. It feels like driving up a steep mountain, but rolling back down again before you can discover what’s on top.
I really dislike it when there is so much pressure. I thought things would be different, but some people just take longer to grow up, I guess. Way to go, thanks for making me feel this way.
Deep breath.
Anyways, trip to KL.. too lazy to update much for now. I'll need to pick up my speed in Qatar. I can just say that I ate a lot of fishball. Mmm.
Labels: cousins, family, frustrations, holiday
I know what you mean.. and when you dread going somewhere or doing something, it usually turn out really nice. For eg, I dreaded going for my mock OSCE.. nearly wanted to skip it. In the end, I was glad I went.