30 Nov 2007
I don’t usually write journals but this is unusual. Last week while half asleep I just woke up and started writing my own thoughts and I have no idea why I want to share:


“Life is full of irony, just how another’s tragedy has lead me to such deep thoughts. Until today I always lived life with remorse over past miseries caused by the stupidities of others and at my own expense. Just yesterday a friend of a friend lost her life tragically at my same age, 21. Ironically events like these set you in thinking “What the hell am I doing?” At that time, self-absorbed in my own misery seemed like banal and a waste of time especially since it lied on silly things and others. Life is too short to be wasted on such bullshit. Who cares if people change for the worse? Just cut loose everything negative and embrace the rest. As I’m writing this I am hesitating that after this phase has gone I will go back to my previous mentality, but hopefully this stage will remind me. What are our own petty problems compared to the loss caused by death? Auto-destructive selfishness… appreciate life because it is yours and yours alone, shed the negative influences and live your life to the full, because you never know when you might not wake up to see tomorrow’s sunset.”


A week has passed and I am still in this new phase