Below are the 2 most recent journal entries recorded in minsooyah's LiveJournal:

Monday, December 12th, 2005
12:32 am	dammit ive done it again ive fallen into another fukin routine-based life: wake up, go to skool, come back home, take a nap, do hw, go back to sleep occasionally something exciting happens like gettin caught for cheating on some homework or staying up extra late to do english projects/college apps. what happened to the days when i used to be able to finish all my hw in class and come home to days filled with endless possibilities? I talked to an old friend the other day talking about how he had a snow-day and how he couldnt do shit cuz he couldnt drive his car out anywhere... this incident really brought my life into perspective because i remembered how we used to wake up 6 am to listen to the radio to find out if our skool was closed, and callin each other as soon as we heard the beatiful words "John Adams Elementary School" to make plans for the day. when did something so sacred as snow day become merely a technicality, getting in the way of people trying to get places? these little signs of maturation depress me now that i've officially turned 18, my life as a child has come to a disappointing end. I raise my glass to u, childhood , and i pour some of the nasty, cheap wine out for u as well homie, i kno u wouldnt hav it any other way (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, September 14th, 2004
1:51 am	Have you ever had thoughts while you were waiting for yourself to fall asleep? The thoughts of your own death which is inevitable and how you are going to be there to meet it face to face one day? One day all the thoughts and feelings you possess will be nothing but an empty blur and the only people that will remember your presence is your living family members, but even that won't last long and soon you'll be nothing but an old family picture hanging on the wall by the staircase. I think about it sometimes... death I mean, and most times I scare myself to sleep. You could call it insomnia or whatever you wish to call it, but I think that the more times I face these unbearable thoughts, they become, well, more bearable. I've been trying to search for the meaning of life for years now, trying to make some logical explanation to myself that there is a reason for me to be here and the search has taken me into the world of religion, including Christianity and Atheism. It has also been the reason for my happiness and more often, my depression. Nothing ever seemed to fill the void that was slowly becoming a part of my soul. That's when I realized the concept that I now hold as truth. Just beacuse life is short and nothing I do in my life may not matter considering how I'll be dead in another 80 years or so, doesn't mean, I realized, that I should live life never taking time out to enjoy breathing in the fresh air or watching the sun rise and fall over the horizon. Perhaps life really has no vast, deep, or spiritual meaning to it; maybe we're alive just because we are, and that's enough of a reason to enjoy life while we have it. (5 Comments |Comment on this)