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29 December 2009
2:50 PM

Christmas wasn't really special. There was log cake and there was chocolate and there were too many christmas movies to count. I guess that's all that matters? lol.

Most importantly, I got to rest. Sometimes I want to close my eyes and forgot about the things I have to do. I want to live as though I don't have any burden. I can't keep neglecting my mental health. In this era, all of us are so busy that sometimes we forget to breathe. Handphone in one hand, pen in the other. Music blaring from every conceivable device. The piece of paper in front of us taunts us as we try to finish it up.

I wonder... do we really need all of these things? The ultimate goal in every human's life is to be happy, isn't it? You want to be rich, be successful, have a lot of friends... that's because you want to be happy. We all believe that a certain set of things will make us happy, so we pursue that thing at full force.

Will everything that I'm doing make me feel happy eventually? I'm not really sure, but these things are pretty much tried-and-true formulas. Even if it doesn't, I'd like to try.

Sometimes, I think I'm pretty empty inside. My life is full of superficial things. If I lose everything that I have, I'm not sure if I'd cry. Maybe it'd sting a little, but I'm not sure if it's enough to cry real tears.

And yet, I'm still afraid of dying.

If I sit perfectly still, I can hear the sounds of people going about their everyday life.

Why do we exist? It's a question that has been asked by philosophers for a long time. Why do animals exist? Why do plants exist?

Maybe it was an accident.

Well, since we're here, we might as well stick around for the ride. I'd like to watch as the world changes. Who knows? Maybe we'd be swallowed by the ever-hungry sea as the world changes.


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