Hilarious

Exams are tough. They're really tough. Sometimes I wonder how I even cope with all this, then I remember her and I think maybe this is all worth it.

I'm living for her and maybe I'm living out her dreams. Since they do not belong to me, I've got the duty now to ensure that they're well taken care of. It makes me wonder sometimes, to what extent do we live our lives for the sake of others?

Do we care because their (potential) deaths weigh heavily on our conscience and we don't want to be saddled with any more unnecessary guilt? Is love just another fanciful word for the 'fear of guilt'? I don't know anymore. My perception of emotions has changed. I don't know if I ever want the old definition back.

I'm tired. My friend's mother just encouraged her daughter to be more 'happy-go-lucky' like me. She shared a conniving look with me. I just burst out laughing.

Sometimes we learn to hide our demons so well that that performance actually becomes our "self" that others perceive.

Thank you, A's mother. You just made me laugh from the hilarious joke you've spoken.