We're All Human Beings After All

So here is where I ran to. I tried blogging once on Friendster and suddenly got freaked out about people reading it. I know, it's like, "Why do you post anything up if you don't want people to read it?!" The answer is simply 'cos I'm not too bright. Nah, it's more that this is something private, yet something you want to share with people who can understand, with people who care. I'm not here for your entertainment!

We’re all human beings after all. Isn’t that true? We all feel the same fear, insecurities, sorrow, pride, injustice, joy. Why is it then that I am so afraid to have to even experience the negative side of life? Does anyone else feel it less than me? Probably, because they don’t let themselves ruminate and steep in it. I feel it more, I will argue. Yet I know I only feel it more because I allow myself to. ‘Cos I make myself to.

If you’re here hoping for a good read, you’re in the wrong place. This is a place for me to sort through my thoughts that run with a frenzy through this overworked brain of mine. Yea, 3% IS overworking.

I've got a difficult decision to make. To a 3rd party observer, it may not seem difficult. But for me, it is. It's not only the decision that's hard to make, it's following through and sticking to your guns all the way. I don't have the determination. I always give up before I'm through.

Sometimes I wonder what there is to live for. I mean, sure there’s seafood. What else? Love? Friends? I live for laughter, I live for love and I live for beauty. Why is that all I live for escape me? Why do I find it so hard to love someone? And why is it that when I DO find someone to love, it is unrequited?

Complain, complain, complain. Ok, enough! Gonna get off my sorry ass and….... walk around the office.

Boring. If there’s one thing I hate more than life, it’s work. Ha ha very funny.