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Midnight blues

It is midnight and we all know that silence and darkness brings out the hidden side of people. Today is just another day, another fleeting moments, another script-like conversation, another repetition. Life is filled with endless repetition everywhere you look. I even wonder sometimes why those people havent gave up on it yet. It sounds cliche, but that kind of life isnt worth living. Although in my case, my imagination balances out the boredom, i'll soon step into that so called adult world (that i tried to ignore until now). I had hoped that this post wont feel so pessimistic and sad and talks about nihilism, but i guess i failed within the first four sentences.
I want to inquire anyone who reads this. Think about your life, how you lived eat. Think about the repetition you do every day, those things you do that you dont really want to. Snap your mind into the moment, and just see things plainly for the way they are. I dont know what you will feel (or maybe its just the ramblings of a lunatic), but in my case, in could see that sometimes, it really feels like im trapped within something. Time is indeed a prison (at least until time traveling is invented, which i doubt very much), and even though i am a rather religious person, i accept those words fully. Thats why the concepts of heaven in the religion around the world involves eternity and happiness. Sigh... Sometimes i hope that i'm a more Cheerful person than i actually am. It just doesnt seem entirely possible. So instead, let me (sarcastically) try to be more Cheerful in the next paragraph.
To be honest, today is kinda great! It's my second last mid term exam and i suppose i did great. Also on my way home i get to buy my favourite hamster food (sunflower seeds). And also...... Nope thats it. Tomorrow is my last day of mid term exam, one of my best friend in campus gets into student exchange program for a semester to Japan, so he got that goin for him which is nice. But i cant even send him off.
You can trust me when i say im still figuring out how to break free from this repetitive cage, no way am i giving up right now. I want to do what i love, what i want to, something i wont be bored with. I can assure you i do not like accounting and by my creed here, i wont live to be an accountant, i hate desk job, i am bored with accounting. I pray to God that i could fulfill it. I want to make use of what i have here inside my brain, to dream and imagine, and make them a reality in one way or another. I believe life is and should be more beautiful than it is currently (for me). And im on my quest to make that a reality.
Thus i have a question for you, fellow readers. What do you think of life? How do you see the world around you?
Thats it from me, this has been a dudeasian blog post, good night, good morning, sleep tight, toodle-oo!

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