the reality

everytime i think: oh how good it would be to do this or that, i end up disappointed 99% of the time. just like internships. wanted to do it so badly. but when ure in it, it's really overrated.

human nature is selfish. everybody's looking for that cute person for himself or herself, loving someone really for what he/she is, not who he/she is. it's this self-serving mentality that contributes to all these transient relationships, because people get into relationships for all the wrong reasons. go ask yourself - if one day he or she is ugly, fat, incapacitated, would your love for him/her waver? i cant even answer that myself.

when you donate half of your billion dollar fortune to charity, why not make it anonymous? we always want to make ourselves known. even when we act in apparent kindness, there's always this ulterior motive - to make ourselves feel good. altruism always has a selfish side - can one argue otherwise?

work is human-created. all these people who want to work more, is it because they enjoy their work? oh i enjoy serving my clients, making them happy. i enjoy this, and that legal work. that business. this work is just there for someone to profit, you do the work because you yourself want to profit from it monetarily or otherwise. this work i'm referring to does not include social work, etc of course. nowadays i see even doctors, nurses complain about their work. what happened to the nobility of the profession?

if you aint got no money take your broke ass home. how damn right is that. if i dont want to spend, i'm not able to meet those friends i have. socialising necessarily requires money. well yes you can go cheap, but you still need money. which makes u think very simplistically - no money = no friends? to a large extent this is also the ugly truth. unless u have working friends picking up the tab all the time, but it's just not sustainable, is it?

if you are really in long-term pain, only those suffering chronically will be able to empathize. the rest just think - well it's not my problem, what do i care?

i've lost the bulk of my passion for materialism. partly because i have enough, mostly because it just doesn't matter anymore. there's no enthusiasm for anything.