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Tuesday, August 19, 2008
I'm Tired.

I'm tired, been suffering from insomia the past few nights.
I haven't the slightest idea why is this so. But the only reason I can give myself is that I am thinking too much. I am giving myself damn a lot of stress.

1. Life has practically no meaning to me.
2. Life is all about work.
3. Life is just a daily routine.
4. Life is boring.
5. I am sick of my life.

I guess my existence doesnt really matter to anyone on Earth. Not like if i die, the entire universe will mourn for my death.

I'm seriously sick and tired of living.
I know I shouldn't be saying all these silly stuff. But I guess I can no longer put up a strong front, like what I used to be. I've been hiding and bottling up my feelings too much.
Too much that I am suffocating.

Even if I am dying from stress,
Even if I am unhappy,
Even if I am on the verge of breakdown,
I have to pick myself up.
I have to carry on with my life.

Reason being, I don't want to let anyone down.
And most importantly, I don't want to let myself down.

So no matter how hard life is,
I must not give up.

But yet, sometimes, I ponder and ask myself,
What's the true meaning of life?
Why is it that I am working so hard?
What is it that I am working for?

These questions keep filling my mind every day and night.



Thanks dear xuepiao.
For making me ponder about all this.
For letting me think about what I seriously want in life.
For motivating me to strive hard, for my future.
Love, we'll work hard towards our goals (:
We'll stay strong and be brave.