I have been going to driving classes recently. I always was of the opinion that I was born to travel. I like travelling. Although sometimes I miss home terribly, but I have the general tendency to prefer living outside as much as possible.
I have traveled outstation without letting my parents know. I have traveled really far, all alone. I have often found myself in trouble. Sometimes out of money, out of sleep. But I have enjoyed it. I have always believed that travelling broadens our thinking and perception. But my health problems have somehow weakened me physically. I now think twice before even going to CP. This feels handicapped.
But I really like driving. I am far from perfect right now, but I know I can get better and be a really good driver someday. I have even imagine myself taking up the job of a driver someday. Duh. Engineering, that is taught to us, seems like a dead end. Exploring the world feels a better future for me. :)
Wait, No. I like coding and computers also. I also, in some part of my conscience, want to be a programmer. Web Designer to be precise. I like it. It's frustrating at times and even bad for health. All the shoulder pain and red eyes and hours sitting on a chair, staring at the monitor, which stares back; it feels crazy.
God help me.
