I keep on day dreaming that once i start work, ill just collect enough money and just get lost to somewhere. Fuck it, ill go even if no one wants to tag along. The best time to go is when youre young and free.

It's the thought that theres just so many places in the world and it'll be a shame to not attempt to go there just for the sake of experience.

But a bombshell called reality hit me. I just realised that theres so much stuff that i have to pay especially when im young.

Basic Salary + Bonus - Money for parents - debt - useless shit ill buy when im a graduate - life investment - rent - food - activities= Not fucking much for me to save for travel.

why am i turning into such a pessimist? heh, what an asshole ive become.