Just got back again from KL. And as I woke up this morning comfortably in my own bed, I realised, holy shit! It’s November! Time sure does fly by. It doesn’t seem like that long ago that everyone was hyped up about celebrating the coming of 2008 and now it’s less than 2 months away from another new year. And what has happened over the past 10 months that has made it a meaningful and important year of my life? Probably nothing. No big move, no big change, no big revelation. Kinda makes me think of what I plan to do next year, and whether it would actually make a difference or mean anything to anyone but myself. So I move away, and start work in a new place, make new friends. And then what? What’s life really about anyways? All these thinking is making me feel like joining some charity organisation. Where I could actually give back to the community. I don’t know why I feel that way now, it’s just the way it is. But it’s not a bad thing right. So maybe I really should look into it a little more. Hopefully some good will come out of my temporary insanity.