i feel like time is running out for me. this should be one of the most happiest times in my life, i finished my schooling, i should be discovering new adventures, new ideals -- but somehow, i feel dismally upset. at home, lately i talk to no-one and everything bores me. i can't be bothered for anything. my parents are suffocating, i feel like a goldfish in a bowl. everything is monitored and subjected to a second opinion. i want to run but i'm hesistant as i don't feel assured of the outcome of reaching my destination. i'm angry all the fucken time. god, 09 will be just another 09 yet more tempestous as I feel like time is running out more rapidly. Sighs