All it takes is a little patience...

I've just realized that, I tend to want to grow up pretty fast. Instead of enjoying what I am and what I have currently, there will always be this tiny hint of longing.

I have just cleaned my room again. I could not stand another day living in my dirty and messy room so I took action. I even cleaned and almost dismantled my small fan in the process. Now, after cleaning my room, I am paranoid. Even a single hair falls of my head I would pick it up. Not to mention the little annoying 6-legged tiny things I found crawling all around my room.

So far, I am pretty contented with myself but deep inside I know there are a hundred and one things for me to do. I find it hard to picture myself working. I could imagine myself studying and all but I just can't picture myself, working in a company, for a company, like having a serious job, not part time or something. Maybe I am afraid of not being able to see and predict the future. I do not like not knowing what will happen...

Uncertainty is the only certainty there is, and knowing how to live with insecurity is the only security.
John Allen Paulos.