i dedicate this post to my friend Kiet Eie,
Life is nothing like a time line, when you are born, lord grant your soul a body, in return you must find a purpose and live.
What is purpose you ask?
Purpose is not granted by lord but it is what you want to do. Some people may ask whats the purpose of life? People who ask this question is either lost or lazy to search or make his own purpose.
When you are born, you are plain as nothing-ness. its like a blank journal. when you open the journal you write your name and turn to the first page, thats how your life begin. and at the middle, you will start thinking what you would find at the last page of the journal. you will find nothing because you have not decide your ending your purpose. so if you ever have a journal, turn to the last page and write your purpose. then your life will go smooth, because you have make your purpose.
i never know you would read this or even visit my blog. if you do and read this you might thought i am a simple minded person. i don't really care but one thing you should know is that your life is your own will. only you can change it other people are just guide or even nuisance.
in other case, you take life as a war. fight till you reach your purpose.
you never know till then.
now thou shall decide your own purpose.
Kai,
if you ever read my blog.
you become more positive compare to last time, i am proud that you have found your purpose.
even thought life is unfair, there is a reason and without a reason FUCK you-know-who. he is toying you and when you meet him, show him the finger. i am sure he have an explanation.
okay i know i am making a speech here. i know this year gonna be a long tiring year, everything have its end you know. hope that this year end in a good way.
THERE ARE STILL ASSHOLES WHO I DON'T LIKE SO FUCK YOU AND FUCK OFF, don't piss me off. i bite, screw, punch, kick, slap, shop, slash, knock, nail, step, stomp, chew, grind, poke, stab, scratch, cut, toss, throw, and lastly chain you up and burn you......
-THE END-
now here comes the credit.
wait for it......
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forget it.