Time flies... the last blog was 5 days ago. Life? Wake up on 7am, eat, work and sleep on 11pm. In between you got fun, sometimes shit happens, like today, no big deal... the earth is still spinning and so do I, Im alive and kicking. Sometimes come to think about it, why am I here ? What is the purpose for me to exist in this world ? I've been thinking of this since I'm 10. This question popup in my mind again after going through a rough day, sitting down quietly while watching a baby eating. You got all sorts of answers to that, but basically, nobody got the absolute answer for it.

Some people they live for themselves, some live for other people, the rest just thought living is meaningless. Majority of people didn't aware that they are living for other people. To me, I don't consider those found living meaningless or commit suicide because of that, as "lost"... to me, that's just another type of living or perception. It's just like what is right and what is wrong... There's is no absolute way to define it... It's right if you think it is right...

Sometimes, I laugh at those people who participates seminar/group activities that hypnotise people "Life's precious" "You gonna set a goal for your life" bla bla bla etc etc... It's like, how the hell can you be sure that living is better than after you leave this world? Ironically, I agree they're helpful and I do participate that kinda activities too... Life is life, that is life...

I'm don't know why I wrote this "what do you live for" thing for... For me, at this moment, I want to live because it feels so good to lie on my feel-so-good-sofa with a blanket in this cold weather, half way going to sleep...

So what do you live for eh ?