No change

No change

I am still the little boy which never attempts to make changes in life. I am still obsessed in the moment of sufficiency to remain status quo in my life, though this little boy needs to find ways to grow up. Never did he find the urgency and the impulse needs. Since the past four years, have I grown out strong? have I become more determined? or what have I ever done to make life different, and even enriching.

NOTHING has significantly done. I am still what I am. I received today a big red bomb which give me a deep reflection on how my life passed through in the last few years. People are making progression and striving to make changes, but I stay, stand still and lag behind.

How many times have I expressed my frustration in life? and how many times did I stay there to let the frustation to go deeper? I am just a coward. I have made several times my plan to quit to find another better meaningful world. To the end, I gave up and never have I had the courage to make things different.

By the order of god, what more can I do to make life changed? I am just too tired to think of my life. I am just too tired to taste the frustration and depression. My God and my place of comfort.