One of the if not the shittiest day of my life living in this world

It's not that I do not know, it's just that I do not really know how to deal with the above. June, I officially hate you.

Chapter 1: Marriage.

 In this day and age, life, or rather my life, hasn't seen any marriage worth vying for, the closest will be a tie between my parents' and Tracy's.

Frank's wife simply refuse to work, or look after the kid, she love the whole idea of having kids but not taking care of them, the kids are just pure time suckers. She doesn't want to live in a HDB and she's not working. #period. 

Steve's wife's a lil mental at times, ego is the mother of all sins, I've basically had a chat with Steve and he's in dire need of help, barely able to keep his mental state sane, he's merely fuel by pure will power for the kids, how s ad is that?

Chapter 2: Aaron Swartz

The movie: The internet's own boy.

Go watch it, be inspired, cry a river, reflect on life and decide who you wanna be. That's my only advise to human beings, 8 - 80. In case you couldn't get past the first 10 minutes of his brilliance with IT, for the non-savvy, he is the reason why you assholes still get to watch streams, download music and surf  porn, he defeated, SOPA. What is SOPA? remember the internet black out day on wiki and google? Still no clue? Just fucking google SOPA.

Chapter 3: $ =  Power and with Power you can change things, like creating the F up world.

It's fairly simple how and why bills are passed, dependent on the amount of political lobbying corporates are providing the Senates.

It's ridiculously similar to how the Singapore government would be functioning, how many Ministers hold key positions in major corporates in Singapore? The only people gutsy enough to challenge or correct this are dead, Ong Teng Cheong and LKY. The future looks gloomy.

On my way back prior to the conversation with Steve, I really wonder, do I deserve to be happy, why am I so happy, I have my fair share of shits but I'm in no position ever close to what he is in now, I couldn't bring myself to even feel any happiness and that's fucking sad ain't it.

So are the myths and legends true about LIVING, like, we are all born to suffer because we did not do enough our previous life, and that only those who did enough get to go to heaven?

The whole concept of believing in doing good or the manner which the bible coax people to believe in that, in turn make the world a better place, is pure blasphemy I shit you not.

Tough times. . .