oh gawd. what have i sunk into? and so deep into it.just a few days ago, i talked about not being tied to money but yet, i'm blinded by it. sometimes i wonder if people would fear... that they don't exist in other memories. for instance. grp was playing yet 1 chose to work. the grp would have memories of each other but not of the one who's working. isn't it kind of sad? kinda hate how things are driven by money in this society and how i've become a slave for it.

it even saddens me... that my dad asked if i'm back into bball.. but.. i've nv ever given up.. it's just that i've prioritise money even more...

how i wish life was as simple as it seems to be...