Trying to find the real meaning of My LIFE

January 23, 2012 | Posted by momo

There always has been different types of definition about LIFE throughout my Lifetime. when I was small and able to think about Life, I thought life is a easy way to live and for me My life was all about having Game boy’s cool game , Video games , Guns, and FUN.I never thought one day I will be still trying to find the real meaning of my LIFE. I believe now my childhood age was the most fun and relaxing moments of my life till now. I Never have to used my brain and heart because I was happy with what I had at that time. When I was a freshly new Teenage I always thought life is all about buying Fashionable clothes, finding tips to get more beautiful and pretty , Thinking how many boys’ fancy me and having Fun with my best friends.I never thought one day I will be still trying to find the real meaning of my LIFE. I remember one moment when I was so concern about looking  pretty and I end up hating my face and didn’t realize my inner Beauty I have. I became to use my heart for those kind of emotion and judgement.             Now(2012/01/23) I cant think what I want to Think, I cant be Happy even though I get somehow what I wanted. I feel my life is heading towards the door of Hell. I have friends with whom I can have fun but I don’t think about it any more. I tried my best to be successful and do good in my life but I end up regretting what I done and always think I could have done better and focused on what I started before. I came to use my heart and tears more than my brain and end up hurting myself. I think about others happiness more than mine. Every moments I think whether he/she is happy with what she have right now and think do they need my useless help in their life so at least I can make their life colourful. At least be happy and free of sadness than me. I got some time to relaxed but I get more tired and bored. so, I’M TRYING TO FIND THE REAL MEANING OF MY LIFE.

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