Industrial Training Programme, ITP is totally no joke. Working is such a tedious life accomplishment. I miss going to school. I miss the life of being a student. I miss the freedom I have been whining about. I miss everything except working my guts out.

Sometimes I wonder how I got myself into all these craps. Why do I choose to be different or Extras. Why did I bother to take up the "thing" that I am losing fate and interest in? Why can't I lead the life of a normal student? Why can't I learn to reject offers for so many years? Why do I always respond with a "YES" when someone ask "Can you do this for me"? Why am I being so so so ...

Maybe I just love getting myself into unnecessary duties. Maybe I am fated to do things that no one loves to do. Maybe I am just too kind. Maybe I need results to prove my competency. Maybe I just have too much time. Maybe I feel life too smooth sailing for me. Maybe I am just being dumb and oblivious of myself. Maybe I do not have a dream. Maybe just maybe I ...

But I am certain that my sweat and blood will turn into Gold. But I am sure that I will be satisfied with my accomplishments. But I will be able learn to be a better person. But I believe I will get stronger and await my future endeavors. But I really have the desire to take them on. But I am happy when I am being different and noticed. But, but I , I ...

Am I lying to myself? Am I deceiving my fate? Am I thinking foolishly? Am I turning greedy for attention? Am I becoming proud? Am I lost in my world? Am I capable of doing anything right? Am I being too naive over my accomplishments? Am I even suppose to be happy with my results? Am I...

"my life is as boring as the stagnant water. as still as the motionless sky. as dry as the burning desert. as lifeless as a dry leaf. as empty as a growning stomach. as meaningless as a criminal's life"