Drifting towards a Fate unknown...

We don't have as many choices as we think we do. The tumbling ocean waves of Fate work invisibly over our heads and under our feet.


I'm beginning to think I am incapable of loving anyone because I have never really been filled with true love, unlike so many of the lucky kids/brats we see around nowadays.

It has always been my wish that I would be friendlier, more personable and possess a more genuine love of others than I really do.

I had hoped after the experience of the past month that encounters from S-parties would yield dependable friendships.

That hope is slowly and irrevocably being eroded.

Now one last thread defines my will to go on, to endure the meaninglessness of my three decades on the stage of Life.

My desire to run my own business or write a touching tale,with the common thread of seeking self-worth through these endeavours.

Yes, I still avoid human contact whenever I can,whenever I can escape unscathed.

Later, I'm going to join a Karaoke group at Chevrons in Jurong East. The problems are, firstly, I don't know anyone with the exception of Kent, who used to be the technical assistant at my workplace.Secondly, I am not a proponent of flaunting my voice in public.

With all these considerations in mind,I am timing my arrival to coincide with dinner, to avoid the need for chatter, especially with the (single,desperate and probably ugly) girls in that group.