Ok, it is clearly evident enough that my life is not as fascinating as some lucky ones out there. Those who have been following me would understand. Even if you hv never read my blogs, it doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure that out. Sad? Gee... I dunno. However, whenever I'm feeling strangely optimistic, I can always say..."Well, at least I'm normal." That can be said in self-denial too.

I dunno what the hell the above paragraph was for, I dunno what it's tryin to prove or say but awaes, it doesn't matter. Let's get on with other not-so-interesting things...

Oh, I know what I'm trying to say. I'm trying to say that my life is so mundane, so lame, so pathetic, so morbid, so dead and there's only one word worth describing it... Boring. It can never get anymore routine and placid than this. I'm only 20 and I'm already stuck in a corporate world. I should be having the time of my life at this age. Which reminds me... Ey, where's my social life?! In a few yrs, I hope to hv kids, and look after them when I'm still young and full of energy. Not when I'm old and senile.

Money don't bring happiness. It doesn't. It only acts as a consolation to do what? Retail Theraphy as some would 'chim-ly' put it. It simply means shopping. They just want it to sound more sophisticated, more classy I suppose. But we hv to be realistic, no? No money, how to survive? Spore is bloody expensive. We give almost half our pay to the government. We work like crap (certainly more than the 9-5, 5 days a wk myth), so much so that we lose slp, put our social life at a stop and sacrifice our freedom; just to pay taxes, bills, bring happiness to other ppl and what nots. When we're slacking, oh we're so happy but what do we hv to worry about? Money. Again. It always comes down to money.

I dunno where I'm going again with this post... I wanted blog abt somethin else actually. Heh, sorry got carried away. Did you guys saw the news yest? A 4-yr old american boy shot his 2-yr old brother in the head, with his mother's gun; over a toy. It was a sad sight. He was in his pyjamas and the police took him away with each hand bundled in paperbags. He looks so innocent. His bro is in a critical condition and I thought he didn't make it. They hv yet to decide whether the boy or the mother would be convicted.

I really dunno what to say. You hv a gun and knowing that you hv young kids at home, you still *&£$%@ left it lying around the house? It aches my heart.

So much evil, so much pain. Why won't they see the wondrous of God's creation...



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