its weird how we're so preoccupied with death.
I guess if we know we have a deadline we have more to live for.
But how are we supossed to know when we go?
I am sitting here doing work for VCE, and it seems like all i'm doing is working for a future i may not have or want.
It got me thinking.
What the hell am I supposed to tell people i'm doing with my life if i don't know myself.
makes you think what the hell am i doing here?
why is my life more deserving than those who die at birth.
or get runover by drunk drivers.
how can you differ one life from the next?
i guess i'll just have to see it out.
i'll let you know how it goes..