Today is just the end.

It was exactly a month ago when I filed my resignation letter. It took me forever to finally decide that I want to leave my work. It kills me everyday because my dreams are at risk. I want to thank God for being there when I was uncertain. All I know now is I'm happy and I don't regret what I did.

I don't know exactly what to do with my life yet. A big chunk of what I feel tells me to venture on business. I have tons of ideas but I dunno how to properly execute it.

Others may think that I am heading to a wrong direction, that It's very unlikely for me just to be bum. Hell no okay? Maybe it's not yet my time, right? Time will tell. :p