this is one of those days that i feel i am detached to my body. i feel that i am looking through the eye sockets of another person and experiencing his life. detached as i am, i keep on wondering everyday if this person's life is worth living.

despite all these, i am trying to fulfill my destiny, helping others to the best of my ability. yet, everything seems to be futile.

i envy those people whose lives have directions, their daily existence fueled by a passion so strong that they move mountains. wouldn't it be nice if everyone knew what they're supposed to do in their lives and they live it accordingly?

frankly, i don't know if i make any impact on anyone's life, much less if i'm living my life as i should.

i think i need to get laid. pfft!