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Tuesday, 27 September 2011
Living a life of irony.

Some people are thankful, saying "My life's good!"
Some say "My life is bullshit."
Some complain "My life is a joke."



I say, my life is an irony.


Yep, Irony is a paramount element in my life, whether I want it or not.


I say I love my parents, my family, my God.
But all I keep doing is to disappoint them.

I declare that I hate living a results-based life filled with elitism,
But yet here I am, studying in a country which advocates such system.

I wish not to get fat,
But every little cells of me just wish to laze around all day long.

I dream of scoring well for my exams,
But many times I can never bring myself to focus, and study seriously.

I always think that life is about choices,
Yet many times, my choices are actually very restricted.

I wanna be free,
But at the same time I enjoy my somehow-controlled life.


I really, really want to understand you,
Yet no matter what I do, no matter how, as time goes by,
I actually feel that I get further away from "understanding you".
And this seriously makes me feel damn useless.
Either because I can't seem to portray the image of someone worthy of confiding in,
Or because I just am not worthy,
Or because Destiny just decides to shove it in my face again.



Well, this is merely the icing of the cake, I guess.
I'll wait and see if there are more of them coming.


Meanwhile, let the academic bloodbath continue...