Life has so many blessings but we would still found the limitations through it.
I tend to think that its the way human thinks by nature or that it just it.
The fact that we constantly want more when already have more,sometimes doesn't make sense.
And right now, instead of being thankful to God for giving me the opportunity to pursue my studies in forensic, I find myself wanting more.
I want to work. Because I want money.
Loads of them. I find solitude in having lots of money.
I can shop, do whatever I want without concern to anyone and I can help people without contemplating the remaining of the money I have left.
And the best of all, I get to control things.
Everything is within my call not by others.
Though I sometimes enjoyed getting orders but I started to feel the exhaustion of it. People are smart and idiots.
That is just how far normal people they can be.
And also money brings me everything.
In the world surrounded by people with shallow thoughts, I thought I had enough of it though i'm just 22.
But that is just it. Shopping, reading is how I release my self. And I can't buy more books or go shopping where money are limited to me.
The fact that I have 2 closets full of my junks,I still want more.
I figured because I see shopping and reading is an escapism for me.
If I can't escape myself anymore, how I'm gonna deal with all the idiots and shallow minded people around me?
This is where I realized why people see through the limitations when they have everything they wanted around them.
To escape.
To free themselves from thinking the same thing that they think everyday : stress, tensions and those idiots.
People who say all those bad things about money, even I doubt they couldn't deny the pleasure that money brings them.
Its not as if they survive till today without the very thing call money.
And please after reading this,
don't think that my parent are not giving me enough
( how do you think I get to fill up my 2 closets? Duh..)
they've given more that I could ask, but I want more.
Thank you for reading this anger-post till the end.
Till then,I love you.
xoxo
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