"i ask myself who am i"... and i don't know. what the pastor said was right. those pple who doesn't know who are they are the saddest thing alive on earth. and i so happen to after 19 years of my life, i seriously dont' know who i am. i've joked around for 19 years, in the middle suffered depression here and there. time to get my life back on track and figure out what's my purpose on earth. the scary thing tt i think has ever happened to me is to realise my mind lives on a thin line between angelic and evil. i think tt is what pple call the dark side bah... i can be super morbid when i want, thinking all the negative but at the same time i stray back onto the positive side.. the thin line... after the camp, after realising the importance of time, i realise i ain't living for myself any more but god... the weird thing is tt after coming back from camp, i'm filled with a weird seriousness regards to life or anything and everything tt is involved in it... i think if the qns "who am i" is posted to anyone, 90% will find it hard to answer... anyway i'm kinda tired... time to rest. tot for the day.. "who are you?"