I wonder why I try so hard sometimes.
Taking up a job that I never like, on blind belief that it'll be good for future career.
Sloughing to earn the 1st capital to start investing.
Passing out on social activities, by OT-ing on V-day and yet probably no one knows, again.
(I'm not exactly complaining about my job... or if it is, all jobs are "complain-able" to some extent. Perhaps just lacking faith in my future, looking at what I'm doing now.)
Sometimes, when I look at others, I wonder why things come so easily for them.
At the end of the day, I wonder who am I sacrificing for?
Who made all the hardships I suffer worth it?
Anyway, Happy V-day to anyone who's attached, or had their dreams came true.
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
I'm just so fed up. I didn't really have great weekends on a daily basis, and my weekdays sucks. Consist of work, and no friends at all. Back home, sometimes it's still more work in the form of household chores or watching the stocks for mom.
If I really die now, nothing much may change, except for weeping parents, and a few kind soul coming to visit my funeral for awhile. And probably my people from my religion. Which I don't really care for their presence, because they are there cos they want me for themselves... I meant inducting another person to share the same faith/belief. By them coming together to chant for me, what's happening is that they are affirming each other's belief and presences, feeling good for themselves. They would also want to believe they are doing something good, so they would feel good. But for me, it's a shackle. After all, only those from JT are "good friends", and friends anywhere else are out of necessity or other needs. I wonder. Uber brainwashing, or twisted advice from someone lost. I shall not mention who gave that advice, for it probably don't matter anyway after i'm dead... and i'm not doing anything about when i'm alive anyway.
Anyway, i'm just fed up and i'm just hear to rant to no one. Haha! Poor me!
It's really not that hard of attachment to this world. I don't have any to began with, and i'll probably have a problem trying to find one if i really am to die any moment. What's the big deal about being dead? I'm dead before i'm dead anyway.
If I really die now, nothing much may change, except for weeping parents, and a few kind soul coming to visit my funeral for awhile. And probably my people from my religion. Which I don't really care for their presence, because they are there cos they want me for themselves... I meant inducting another person to share the same faith/belief. By them coming together to chant for me, what's happening is that they are affirming each other's belief and presences, feeling good for themselves. They would also want to believe they are doing something good, so they would feel good. But for me, it's a shackle. After all, only those from JT are "good friends", and friends anywhere else are out of necessity or other needs. I wonder. Uber brainwashing, or twisted advice from someone lost. I shall not mention who gave that advice, for it probably don't matter anyway after i'm dead... and i'm not doing anything about when i'm alive anyway.
Anyway, i'm just fed up and i'm just hear to rant to no one. Haha! Poor me!
It's really not that hard of attachment to this world. I don't have any to began with, and i'll probably have a problem trying to find one if i really am to die any moment. What's the big deal about being dead? I'm dead before i'm dead anyway.
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