Happiness is like a drug. When you have it, everything is wonderful. When it is over, you feel like dying.

Sometimes life is not about looking at the bright side. It is about looking at the side which is less dark.

I spent the whole day, thinking and philosophing on these two things. Sign of old age? Or at least mid-life crisis....

One thing I know for sure, is that my body aches so much. That is what you get, when you suddenly go to the gym. But I am going tomorrow morning at 6.30 am. Which is pretty much the only spare time I have left. Once I get my CFA reading materials, I shall be spending my weeknights and weekends studying. Goodbye social life. Speaking of which, I wonder just where I am supposed to find the love of my life when I am so bloody busy ? Other than work (which is filled with political incorrectness) and church, I hardly go anywhere ?!!!

With barely enough sleep, and meals filled with tofu and vegetables as well as exercise, I have been losing about a pound a week. Really hope I can keep it up. The funny thing is that I seem to have this happy person persona most of the time (especially at work and with family) but then into this really emotional trainwreck during the last ten minutes before I sleep at night alone in a big old double bed filled with 5 pillows. (Pillows are company too...they make you believe they care and let you hug them....). It is funny because I do not really have anything to be depressed about but I also do not have anything to shout about either. Hmm..there seems to be a stagnation in my life.

Also, financial problems are a worry. I am hardly going to be able to save money once I start to pay for the car next month. Which is bad news. No savings..is always bad. Means I have to cut down on spending, going out...birthday presents, start selling clothes too instead of buying them.
UG UG UG UG UG UG UG. I hate being poor. I wonder how do people who earn less survive ? Because I am not paying for rent or electricity or dinner or laundry services and a hundred different things and yet it is always like there is not enough money. VERY SURPRISING INDEED...because it is not like I have been buying things.... The money just seems to disappear.
Sometimes I wish I learnt how to appreciate money more when I was younger and saved then..but then again..I think that it was good for me to have that time when I could spend and spend without much worries.

Growing up IS hard !!!.......... Wish I never had to grow up. Being a kid and a student is so much more fun !

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