and suddenly, the thought of going to Melbourne to further my studies seem to be fading off my mind.. why is this so..? do i really want to go? or i just want to get my ass out of Singapore? what will happen to my house? what will happen to my Louie? and what will happen if i were to go to a new environment all alone.? what if i took drugs..? what if i sit on my bed in the middle of the night, hugging my knees and start crying? so many questions, i just cant seem to find any answers to satisfy myself.