Somehow, sometimes, I feel that my life is rather meaningless. Really, there's only one big thing keeping me alive - responsibility to an uncle and an aunt, who signed their names on the dotted line for my $300,000 bond.
If I die, everyone will be a bit sad, I suppose, but in the end, life moves on. Meh is fine, cos if I die, she'll be cremated with me. Mother is fine, cos I've got siblings I didn't ask for and a good insurance plan.
I realise I'm lacking in purpose. After I've discharged that expensive responsibility, I'll need to find a purpose to keep me going. I have no desire to jump off any building; don't want to die ugly! :p
Anyway, I'm uttering nonsense again.. On leave today to make rice dumplings. Will be giving out rice dumplings as usual - make everyone grow fat with me! *Evil* :p