Music Does Wonder To The Soul

Music is the instrument of the devil. Nah, that's bullshit. It really depends on what you're listening to and how strong your mental state is. Music is supposed to bring the best out of you. I have 2 songs that make my day every single time i hear them. I call them my morning songs. And i would like them to be on repeat mode at my funeral.

1) Razorlight - In The Morning
2) The Neon Trees - Animal

Yes, i have a devil-may-care attitude. The songs depict me spot on. But that does not mean i flirt with death. I know what it feels like to be close to death. Ironically, i am not afraid of dying. It's part of life. If your time is up, you will just have to go. I have a cousin who choked on his vomit and died. And i have heard of stories of people falling off a building and not die. You see, you do not choose your Destiny. Destiny chooses you. And sometimes, Destiny makes a big fucking joke out of you.

That's life for you. So, if you're still feeling sore about your life, you can try to kill yourself and please let me know if you fail. LOSER.

Has My Attention Expired Already?

I was so excited at work today thinking about what i should blog about when i get home. So, why is it that after 3 hours in front of the computer, i have absolutely nothing concrete to talk about?

Nothing interesting happened at work today. As usual, the attention-seekers and insecure little beings were doing and saying stuff that would make any living thing cringe. I try to block it all out. But i do not deny that sometimes i just can't do it. And when that happens, they get me down.

So what do i do now that i can't think of anything else to say? I guess i have to watch American Idol. Feeling kinda sulky but i don't know why. Oh well, i will wake up tomorrow and start afresh. Life is to short to be sulking all the time.