I don't want to answer why I can't go to PBSM camp.
Because the answer, no matter how true and sincere I said it, no one believes.

I suppose that no one will ever read my blog, so I guess no harm writing more about myself here.

Human beings really are weird.

First, they want something. The next moment either they regret for possessing it, or they don't appreciate me. Sounds a lot like me.

Living in this materialistic world leaves you almost no choice but to fight for survival. Even for survival you have to fight, let alone luxury. For so many years I do not have someone who really understands me. Not even how I feel.

It's hard to avoid myself from envying others, especially how RICH they are.
.............. I am really tired about saying how poor my family is.

I really do hope that I can turn the tables in the future.
I am tired of being poor.
Maybe nothing I say will matter.
But see, you people have at least BOUGHT single storey, big cars and etc.

Lets go Vinson.
Let go your emotions.