Thursday, February 05, 2009
Alright, it's 4.17 in the afternoon
And, after a whole night of no sleep,
I'm sitting here in front of my laptop blogging again.
And, thinking about life, and the conversations
I had with each and every one of my friends..
But no matter how much I think or how hard I try,
I supposed I will never learn what I'm here for.
And if I did know, I don't think it would be as fufiling..
But, I digress.
Frankly, in my opinion,
the aim of anybody's life on Earth
is just, simply put, to be happy.
If being in a day job makes you happy,
or being poor or rich or sick or healthy,
being surrounded by people or not,
nobody is to judge how you should fufil that happiness.
Parents, all they want is for their kids to be happy.
As long as you are content, you will be happy.
Whether you are a murderer or a doctor.
Forgive me, I think.
Great-Aunt's visit + late night emo talks = An emo Anthea.
And I'm happy being like this, for now.
15/10/1989, into fast cars, black/silver/grey, good foie gras, poker, a degenerate gambler. Hooked on appealing visuals and in love with the world's most retarded poker player, Lance.
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