I FREAKING LOVE MY JOB.

 If anything, life has gifted me a clock which ticks twice as fast as the other clocks in the world and gives me half the time to appreciate every second. 

If only things could go sloer, if only the weather would change in a more desired pace, if ony the moon would emerge a bit later, if only my heart could beat in a more relaxed tempo. 

As with most people, I do think that life is too short to be filled with complaints and hardwork. We never know what is going to happen and it's in our hands to make the best of what we have, to enjoy every single moment to the best we know, right? 

Wrong. 

Life isn't easy. It's fucking difficult. You wake up everyday thinking about taxes, bills, gifts, credit card payments, the fucking mortgage. You think about the job you have at hand, how miserable the next 24 hours can be if you just decide to leave it alone. You know how great it feels to procrastinate but also (unfortunately) have the knowledge of how shitty it can be at the end of that cycle. And all these thoughts lead to stress and stress leads to pain and pain leads to? 

The desire to eliminate stress which happens to be on top of the list of unlikeable feelings. 

Well, this desire then translates to having more time and money and in order to have more time and money, we push ourselves to the point of breaking, to maximise gains with the sheer hope of not having to do whatever we are doing currently. We stretch our Ringgit and take less on our plate. We go through drudgery, executing every daunting task hauled in our direction. 

Sometimes, I wish I had the time to just sit back, relax, and wrap my mind around what I have achieved It's not much, but it's something I can be proud of. Having my ass kicked around the clock 24/7 has certainly put me somewhere in the social class which isn't exactly too bad. 

We chase after freedom, after time and money, but what are we actually doing? We're using time and money in the pursuit of more time and money. Yes, you can read that again. Doesn't it seem ironic that we are depleting our time and monetary sources in this journey of success? These resources could be saved up and we mightn't have the need for more of it? No? 

No. 

Human beings are troublesome creatures. Human beings are never thankful enough. We don't appreciate what we have. Heck, we hate what we have and we long for things out of our reach. Do you want that Honda City you've always dreamed of? Chances are you might want to possess a BMW more. And what happens to a BMW owner? He'll definitely despise and scoff at the thought of owning another similar ride and go for something else. We humans are fucking disappointing. We've evolved millions of years just to be an ungrateful race of a creature. 

So what if we were all grateful? Would we be happy? Would we all be laid back and deliver less than what is expected of us? We wouldn't have athletes with near superhuman abilities, we wouldn't have groundbreaking discoveries, we wouldn't have millionaires, we wouldn't have good food. 

Or would we still have them? 

At the end of the day, as ungrateful bastards, we always want more time, more money, more love, and that is certainly fine. I do complain about my lack of time and money but after all the hissing and snapping, I get back to the wheel and do my fucking job. Really, that's all there is to this bitch of a post. It's a rant, it's a complaint, but most importantly, while this can only be done in my free time, it's a show-off of my vacation. 

Happy holidays everyone. Goodnight.