Life...

Hmmm...What is life all about, anyway? What is the purpose? You get born, grow up and learn, keep growing and learning (all to get ready for the work force), then you start working, get married and have kids of your own, then you retire and then it's over...if you're lucky. But seriously, what's the purpose of all this? I just don't see an end to it. (Well, there is an END...x_x) Call me a cynic, but what's the use? You get educated when you're young, you go to uni, and then you work. But why do you work? To get money...to stay alive...urrrr...then what? Then you have kids...who eventually will end up doing the same thing...urrrggghhh.

What do people live for these days anyway? Wealth? Job success? Skill? Romance? Entertainment? Status? Sure, it's quite possible to have these things, but what does it matter? And then there are those people who I call 'winners' - those ones who say you can achieve anything if you believe in yourself and guff like that. BLEH! Seriously, what the heck?!

Honestly, I'm not sure what else there is to life. I'm 'only' 20. I don't get how people in their 40s and 50s are not sick of their own lives already. This whole thing just makes me sad.

...to be continued...