if there's one thing i do best, it's putting my future at stake. maybe i indulge and yearn too much to enjoy the pleasures of life now that i fail to give it foresight and think about the future. yes, i think that would be the case. unless otherwise stated, i think my priorities lie, not on succumbing to the society's norms, but to enjoy my days, just how I want it to be.

what do i want? that's very subjective and many would think it's not a feasible ideal. but what i really want at the end of the day is to settle down and lead a simple life. just having you by my side. it doesn't really matter how we get by, we surely will. I'll pick up some useless job, that doesn't require brainwork cause I do not like to use my brain, work like a slob, and maintain a neat and tidy cosy little home. i don't even mind living on candles at night.

What I really want in life, I've already found

you'd say what about your kids? you're not thinking for them!

and this is when i proceed to hurl myself at the closest wall that will break all my joints upon the impact of body knocking against wall, afterwhich the wall crumbles and succeessfully buries me. and by the time the rescue team reaches me underneath all that debris and dust, my body will be convulsing in shock and suffering from dehydration. in the ambulance i'll be hyperventilating, struggling to breathe from the oxygen mask while grimacing at it's rubbery plastic-ky odour leaving a bitter taste in my throat. and paramedics will be sticking needles into my skin, conscientiously missing the vein and poking into me over and over again till finally they get the right spot. maybe i'm thinking too much. i probably wouldn't be able to smell no shit or feel no shit. and finally i will give up the struggle and let myself go

Oh wow glory nice try. nice attempt AGAIN at predicting your eventual ending. Try harder next time. After-effects of too much channel newsasia updates of the yogyakata earthquake that reads 6.2 on the richter scale. Thousands and thousands of deaths.. so so terrible.

So you see at the end of the day, whatever you want you cannot achieve unless you're the richest person in the world. you've no choice you just got to do it. BOO HOO HOOOOOOO.

Upon saying that, glory continues to crunch on her blueberry morning. Bows to everyone and thanks them for spending 5 minutes on glory's incessant nonsensical fiddle-faddle.