I want to be adventurous!

Saw Tash's blog about diving and I started messaging her about it. We've decided to save $350 for the diving basic course by Christina's mom.

I've always wanted to experience the underwater world. The blue and green and red and orange and everything. The fishes, the corals...

It seems a lot of people my age actually knows how to dive. I was pretty impressed when I found out Paul is a qualified diver. And then it seems not so impressive anymore when I found out more people from my school dives too.

I wonder what's stopping me from experiencing things like these. One word: money.

Shawn is a diver too. And he goes overseas with his friends on a regularly basis. I think the number of places he's been to is larger than the number of times I've fallen sick. (..for the lack of a better comparison..)

I remember Angeline telling me she went to Melbourrne alone to relax her mood. I was surprised and envious at the same time. Why can't I do that too? I'm supposed to be a freaking aquarius. I'm supposed to be the loner, the one who loves to explore.

It's that word again: money.

Is it possible for me to tour the world before I die? Say at least 25 countries before I disintegrate into fossil fuel? I need to work to have the money. But I need the time to tour but time is also what will be needed to work.

Why is life full of so much sacrifice? Why must we choose between this and that? Why do we have to compromise? Why can't we have the best of both worlds? (some lucky bastards actually do, damn them!)

All that be contented crap is bullshit. Contentment leads to complacency and then leads to a passive bum like me. Contentment is for the guy with the private jet yearning for a bigger one. I'm just the one hoping to get on economy class just to see places.