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Friday, May 11, 2012

What is life?

Weijie asked this question on my class facebook group and it got overwhelming responses. I can finally understand why I cannot connect with this class. The gap of our perspectives are simply too far. There were answers like '' Its just about having FUN''. 

Well,I have no right to judge people's answers to that very ''deep'' question as different people see things from different views.

To me,life is about making use of the time you have on Earth to discover your passions and pursue your dreams. To live each day without regrets and make use of the time you have wisely. To encourage and bring the best out of everyone around you. To overcome struggles and enjoy the beauty of life.


My answer seems cliche does'nt it? Maybe it is. 


Routes in life. As human beings,its natural to want to have a route that will benefit you the most in the end. We like to link success in monetary terms. We like to link the society's ideal term of success as happiness. To be happy, the society says you have to have high education, you must graduate from university,you must have a good job with high end salary. How many of these successful (so-called) are truly happy with their job? Do they gain satisfication and fufillment from their jobs? 


Sometimes its really difficult to follow your heart when all you seemed is to go the opposite direction of what the majority is going after.When I think about all these stuff sometimes,fear really consumed me and swallow me whole. It pains me literally to think I would fail in life. Who doesn't? 


I'm currently at this stage of my life where I'm at a crossroad, don't know which direction to continue walking. To face reality or to pursue dreams? 


Why am I born in this era anyway? pffft. I would totally prefer to be born in an era where you can succeed with just hard work,where people's mind were less complex,where things were simpler and when people actually bothered about caring one another. 


le sigh. I'm such an overthinker at times. Too deep for my own good at times.
  

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