It is the time to move on. 

Weeping about the past only makes one sad, miserable, almost impossible to drag him/her out from the deep hole called depression. 

I sit down and sometimes wonder.

"How my life, in the future, will turn out?"

Or do we just go with the flow, and somehow, stumble upon wealth, happiness, and what have you. 

 I am hoping, 20 years down the road, i wont turn back, reading my blog, and come to a regretful thinking, "oh man, what have done with my life?" By then i would be 37.. 

I can not imagine myself, being a 17 year old, still in his child-like ways, suddenly turning 37. 

Seems surreal, scary and bizarre when zooming past life, ahead of time. 

( OMG, maybe i just stumbled onto a time machine? ) 

Sounds like the movie click. 

"Click".

And there goes 10 years. 

Anyway, thinking of life really saddens me for some reason. 

I feel as though, as we travel along time, which very much resemble a roller coaster from start to end.. Right now, maybe my life is somewhere near to one of the climax of the ride. MAYBE.

Or maybe its a slow, enjoyable ride, where i am still fresh, still near the start, and many up and downs to come along- Obstacles -.

Wonder where the peak may come. 

But anyway, nonetheless, i think we all should take the time to register the thoughts that suddenly pop into our minds. 

It is a sign, indeed, a moment so rare, to just simply brainstorm. On what i do not have a clue. 

Haha. 

Argh.. My mom.. ARGH.. She caused me to forget what i wanted to type.. ƒreankz.. 

Disturbed.. I hate people disturbing me when im so focused.. It breaks, shatter the peace in one's mind. 

Im digging deep to convey my thoughts in words. It is so rare i get to do this. 

Anyway, im lost.. 

BYe.