It's ironic how people can sometimes be so oppressive,so neurotic and mentally imbalanced...I don't really know from the scale 1 to 10,how much of a wise decision was it to become an environmental engineer; Not sure if it's more or less a useful profession or if it's gradually going to make me more sensitive to my surrounding...I've become more bitter and the older I get, the more determined I become in keeping my promise not to introduce anyone to this crowd...Sometimes I wish I could live in outer spaces, when life exists to the limit of infinity,with no boundaries...I wonder if the habits we adapt or the norms or better, the conventional idealistic attitudes or perspectives we choose to follow will make us more vulnerable to the unbearable lightness of being ...I see the world, though a little different from "the way I see it "behind my startbucks drinks...I see the world, I see people , I see uncertainties in looks, insignificance in actions and I feel a deep compassionation for the world...and when it's the end of day, I ask myself not once, but in a voice that's echoed to the magnitude of my doubts, where are we going?