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The Story Of My Heart...
Monday, September 29, 2008
Tell me. Tell me what is the point in life? The mad rush. The race to be successful, rich etc. Its so bloody tiring. I mean you can't settle for less. I won't settle for less in anything. Like if you have to or want to do something, we should all to do our best right? Yet, sometimes the best isn't enough. When luck gets tough, you still won't wing it. I guess that pretty much stinks. At least, you can't say you haven't tried. Then again, trying doesn't make does any better. It makes the feeling even worse. Such a loser right? Just blame it all on fate and ill luck. And after everything, life ends. We die. I rather be a kid again. I think i'm thinking too much. This is getting morbid. So if death is the final pitstop, get on with it already. * Tell me whats the point of memorising metabolism? I mean in this era, we've got like the internet and pda's to access the info at the tip of our fingertips. Shouldn't understanding be more essential?! Gahh. And let me tell you, this test i'm having tmr is a 20mcq test. And i don't like mcq because they test all the stupid minute, irrelevant details. Get on with it already. Back to hit the books.
