I would wake up at 715am, stumble into the bathroom and be standing at the front door by 15 to 8 in a white blouse under a light blue pinafore with white SPARK shoes(soon to be brownish black thanks to Lincoln), hair pulled back in a ponytail, ready to face the day.
Five years ago, i never stopped to wonder what was the point of living. Happily contented that my future was set by proprietory rules. Go to kindy, go to primary school, finish high school, go to an overseas university, get a respectable job, get a family, grow old, retire, die and hope you left a legacy. Life's aim was to get good grades (which i never did, but then again, i never really tried...) to get into a good uni. Now, life's aim would be to get really good grades and bag a really high paying job. Is this it? There has to be more. One cannot just BE complete just going through the motions of what is deemed to be "living".
Is the aim of life for one to be happy and contented while living through proprietory rules? Sure there are things that i do that makes me happy, but this cannot just BE the purpose of life? To go through the different stages and die. Pretty sad lor, if you look at it. How do we know when we actually LIVE? Going through the expected motions of everyday is just that, motions. No soul, routine, indifference, somethings that just has to get done, no heart in it. Contentment? No one person can actually BE satisfied with what they posses, it is a proven flaw of human nature.
It's 20 to 11am, i have a lecture at 11...and i wonder what i am doing sitting here on a cloudy monday morning deliberating over life's aims with myself when i am going to be late for class AGAIN.