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Sunday, February 10, 2008--3:11:00 PMY

every morning, when i sit on the mrt to amk, i look at the tired faces of students, working adults, and sometimes even the older generation. then i wonder, why are we living like this? what are we rushing for? to get to school/work on time. so, then, what? there's no big announcement/disclaimer that has your name up there with your nric saying "BLAH BLAH got to school/work* on time! YIPEE! extra bonus!"

alright, so we do this all because we want to live a good life. but has anyone notice that we're not exactly enjoying ourselves, crammed in the mrt, sleepwalk-ly hanging onto the gripholds and posts and having a fierce battle with our eyelids, reach our destination, work work work, type type type, write write write, listen listen listen. isnt it enough?

the non-existant super heros are NOTHING. the world just needs someone to stand out and point out why we're living like this. why are all of us striving for the best, pushing our limits, when what we gain, we're not gonna own them forever?

science is rubbish! who says science can explains everything. ya, nucleus, atoms, forces, etc. humans can live without it during the time Before Chirst, why not now. why cant science explain the reason as to why we're here? in fact, as i see, we're living for Science. its like, "Hail to Science and Technology!" *bows in respect* my foot! of course, it has merit points, especially in medicine field. but whether we live or be gone, its nature, why should we alter nature and bend it to our will? look at the externalities. isnt it heart-breaking? then we, the oh-so-great people say, "look! Technology can solve these problems!" ya right, of course we have to, WE CREATED THEM. like duhh.

why do we want so much? why cant we be satisfied with whatever we already have?
this irks me. alot.

one of these days, when id enough, i'll be the real super hero.

As Always, Loving and Missing You.




Saturday, February 02, 2008--11:03:00 PMY

wouldn't it be nice if the world is cadbury chocolates.
then i could just eat away all the unhappy stuffs.

if i could eat away all the unhappy stuffs,
then i would be overweight.

but at least feeling better than now.

As Always, Loving and Missing You.








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