I really enjoy driving at night. Maybe im a night person as much as i would see myself as a day person. When the night falls, everything around me slows and quietens down. Yes, there is night life around but not where i stay. Its so therapeutic to drive around neighbourhood areas where its just you and the DJ's music, and most importantly, blurry lights that make you feel like you are elsewhere. So as the blinding lights pass my sight, i cant help but wonder why, as simple as love should be and can be, matters of the heart is in fact far more complicated than i can ever imagine. A friend of mine once told me: the person you love most, the person you marry and the person who love you most are in reality 3 different individuals, for not everyone is as lucky, and that in the end, you have to make a decision. In half a year's time, i would embark on my college adventure in Aussie. Its true that life would be easier if i had less baggages. But what is life without baggages? Without courage to try, whats life but an empty shell. As carefree as it might seem, as empty as it really is.