what is

when i am busy,i like to take a step back and write...
i am super busy now, hence i am at the peak of my thoughts for writing...

as i busily involve in the whirlwind of events, i often wonder whether all these have been wirthwhile.

the more things i do,the more things i see,
the more helpless and tiny i feel myself as,
the more hypocrisies do i see, and sometimes in myself too

i always contradict myself...i think one set, i do one set
eg i think i shd be more selfless and sacrificing, but sometimes i cant help but feel that whether all these have been worthwhile, and that i am really nothing more than a selfish mortal, the very existence of which is based on struggle and survival.

so wat am i, who am i. i am juz a bloody fucker that i see in others.

i hate hypocrisy...not that i am excluded...but i am simply disgusted...very simply

if i dun like, i wun pretend to be tolerant of you
if i dun know you, why muz i pretend that we are ok with each other...



in fact, what is life? who are we?
we are nothing more than juz a manifestation or reflection of our culture ...
we are juz....a product

i juz wanna live my own life...nothing more, nothing less
if not,why not end life? i dun understand the obsession with longetivity,clinging onto a life that is miserable..

and i learnt what good frenz are.
when u feel bad and dun feel like toking, ur good frenz will remain silent as well..silently accompanying u
when u score badly,and in a foul mood, they will juz sit by u, and not speak a word.
silence is golden
you 2 can talk abt anything under the sun
it is ok and not awkward even if u 2 do not speak during a meal or walking