Anyone who obssessively thinks Facebook and Twitter is their link to the outside world will not go anywhere to see the fun of real 'living the life'. In spite of me posting or reading in websites like QL or such computer based games, forums, and chatrooms, or just like the mobile, I will sacrifice all these as it still seems to be 'temporarily' enjoyable.
For some strange reasons I enjoy the life where people personally (rather than virtually) hate me or loved me, or me to them, as because it stimulates me physically, mentally, emotionally, psychologically, and makes me function everyday. Work maybe tiresome the whole 8 hours or responsibilities may give you headaches and stress...but I do not make it a point to be numb all the time...and that's what makes me human after all.
We may hate people who severely get caught and put to jail or is far more 'successful' than one self, or make mistakes that will surely make you wanna commit suicide, or we may get disgruntled that your brother or any of your family tends to spend all the money you earned for doing nothing,...but by the time you reached 70 you realized you've made the best memories you've had and had thought that it was without regrets and you're ready to die anytime as you've done well enough to not make up your life this numb. :-)
So, do you want to tell your sons and daughters or grandchildren that you lived your whole life through only cooking muffins and Facebook or SMS? It still sounds like a pretty sad life.
"Everything in this book may be wrong." Illusions: The Adventures of The Reluctant Messiah by Richard Bach
Anyone who obssessively thinks Facebook and Twitter is their link to the outside world will not go anywhere to see the fun of real 'living the life'. In spite of me posting or reading in websites like QL or such computer based games, forums, and chatrooms, or just like the mobile, I will sacrifice all these as it still seems to be 'temporarily' enjoyable.
For some strange reasons I enjoy the life where people personally (rather than virtually) hate me or loved me, or me to them, as because it stimulates me physically, mentally, emotionally, psychologically, and makes me function everyday. Work maybe tiresome the whole 8 hours or responsibilities may give you headaches and stress...but I do not make it a point to be numb all the time...and that's what makes me human after all.
We may hate people who severely get caught and put to jail or is far more 'successful' than one self, or make mistakes that will surely make you wanna commit suicide, or we may get disgruntled that your brother or any of your family tends to spend all the money you earned for doing nothing,...but by the time you reached 70 you realized you've made the best memories you've had and had thought that it was without regrets and you're ready to die anytime as you've done well enough to not make up your life this numb. :-)
So, do you want to tell your sons and daughters or grandchildren that you lived your whole life through only cooking muffins and Facebook or SMS? It still sounds like a pretty sad life.
"Everything in this book may be wrong." Illusions: The Adventures of The Reluctant Messiah by Richard Bach