Are we all wrong?

Mother just killed my entire day. Like that.

It was perfectly pleasant. Almost nice.

A few words killed it. Just utterly destroyed it.

I love my mother? But I wonder HOW IN THE WORLD she effing finds the PERFECT moments to make my life an EFFING living hell.

I am THIS close to screaming FOUR LETTERS out AGAIN and AGAIN and AGAIN.

Anyway, that's settled...

Today, I pretty much realise how insignificant my life is.

I know how 2012 was supposed to make you feel like 'woah'... but it really made me feel like if the world ended now... I don't know if I have much to show for it.

An O'level cert collecting dust in my closet? Mediocre grades in a top JC? An obvious lack of willpower shown by my diet? No experience in relationships?

Nope.. nothing.

I don't suppose I should be afraid should the Lord have his second coming... It's just such a waste.

And it is NOT easy being human. IF you're listening, my dear Father. ('Course you are..)

Anyway, I figured it's not worth moping over some guy. I have a full life to live. Why should I live it for anyone except myself?

And if I want to help other people just to make myself feel good?

So what? It's not like the other party doesn't benefit.

So, you know what? Screw everything. I'm gonna start living for me.

Maybe I'll start tomorrow.