Black And White

These days really drag. Really, I shouldn't be complaining. I live in a world painted in black and white; just like one of those Charlie Chapin's classics where I am the born loser, where I just let destiny determines my fate. The lunches are tasteless and boring. As usual, nothing exciting or special turns up. Just working, studying, working, studying. Sometime, I wish I have not lived this life. Sometime, it is just too painful to take a hard look at my pathetic self. It is like I do not exist or I rather go through my life with my eyes closed. Facing reality may just be so painful that it may kill me from the depth of my soul. And I am already feeling all empty inside.