The motherload of all my fears is here. And it came when I am not in the best of moods and time.

When I chose this path of music, I figured life would be as colourful as the flag I choose to carry and be proud of. But to my ultimate dismay, as I am nearing 27 years of my life in 3 days time.. it never was meant to be.

Is life really just about work work and work?  Im almost 27, with almost zero social life because work takes up too much of my time. When i end work, shops are almost close. How the hell can I shop in 1 hour? Or watch the sunset at a beach at 10pm? My weekends, i end up sleeping an entire day to catch up on all the lack of sleep I have. Ugh.

And music life is zilch, due to everyone growing up, busy with work. Is it all about work? Just to have that moolahs in your pockets. Guess I have to grow up. You’re 27, Shah.

Ok, bye.