the irony of human beings

learning to count your own blessings. this is important, for happiness is a state of mind.

this is what i think about humans: we are just totally ironic at times. utterly despicable.. [let's just say, i'm not really a fan]

"you just want to DIE. most people want to LIVE"

isn't that just ironic? sure, that's probably just a figure of daily speech: 'i wanna die'. its just meant to direct attention where you want it, probably just a metaphore of how bad you thought you had it. and whenever i catch myself saying it, i wince.

because i know that i am having it good. if there's anything bad, i probably created it along the way. ah yes, note 2 about humans: we adore creating shit for ourselves out of nothing.. its almost as if, hey, life's just too boring and quiet, let's make it a little more interesting and difficult.

someone suggested i stop comparing with those who are worse off and start thinking about how much better i could be. hell yeah, i think that is so true. there's definitely a much more comfortable situation where i could be.. this is probably just an excuse, but counting my blessings has become integral part of myself.
the knowledge that it could always be so much worse, makes me stop to think and consider how lucky i really am. in a way, forces me to appreciate my life so much more. *lolx* but it also probably makes me happy and reduces my ambition of climbing anywhere else..

*sigh* this is what happens a lot in the wee hours of the morning after a 180 degree reversed sleep cycle. top that off with caffeine [i had to stay awake yesterday for my final culture class to collect the credit, thus freeing myself from every seeing that teacher again] and yeap. i'm awake most of the night and i crash either early in the morning or around the evening.

"you don't choose who you love. you are not supposed to think about it, that's not right. and you're lucky that the person you love, loves you back" -Save the Last Dance