Tuesday, October 23, 2007

i figure that the best measure of the best or worst times of your life (so far at least) would be the degree of your emotions. i mean, it is noble and all, definitely, to contribute greatly to society and for the greater human population. but to do all that, and not have a sense of satisfaction or a tinge of happiness? how great is that?

guess that's called putting others before the self.

not trying to be a narrow-minded egocentric prick who perceives herself - physical, mental and emotional wellbeing - to be above all else. that's awful. but i'm really just asking to be happy. is that too much as a wish? definitely not at the expense of others and i don't need sacrifices of any sort. but why are things so hard?

so difficult to look at,
so difficult to conceive,
so difficult to understand,
so difficult to accept and live with.

consider the numerous testimonies heard about how college days are the best days of your life. i say this is bull. totally. my uni days (years, rather) HAVE been the most enriched with experience most certainly. but the best? far from it. on the contrary, i'd say it's nearly the direct opposite.

what has possibly gone right during these years?