Hmm hmm? Today went to auntie house sit sit talk talk rot rot. End of story.

Seriously, sometimes I really wonder what am I thinking? And what do I exactly wants? And is it really getting what I want so difficult to achieve? Once again, I mind how others look at me, thinks about me. For a period of time I was just, myself. And now I turned back to the old Jeff whom I hate. I don't know what's in store for me 5 years down, 10 years down the road. But I do hope for the best..

I don't know about myself after hearing the conversation between my mother and auntie. The ups and downs, success or failure of a person's life are all destined from the day you step into this world. This whole "topic' makes me ponder about several stuff. I begin to wonder, am I to believe, or think differently? I'm a person whom believes in fate. Well, not like I have a choice. But seriously, does "fate" even exist? Or its just a common four letter word you can find on the dictionary? I don't know.

Normally people say "fate brought you two together." In another words, does it means whatever person you meet on the street is cause of fate? Then like that I have so many fate with so many random strangers on the street. Hmmm? Or fate is just a noun and it doesn't even exist?

And why do "life" even exist? Why are we in this world for? Why is there such a world that we are living in? The beginning of life, its also the start of death. Why? We are in this world, to study like shit, work like fark, comparing here and there, being through ups and downs, but eventually we dies. So what's the moral of "life"?

我只想说，越简单的事，却是最难得到的一件事。就像简单的一句，“我只想开开心心的过每一天”。 说的容易，做的难。