when life gives you lemons, make lemonade. i wonder who wrote that. he/she must have been ridiculously optimistic to have said something like that. i’m tired of life and its endless lemons. i really can’t have so much lemonade. (the sour taste gets to you after a couple of glasses.)
i often wonder..why does life love lemons so much? why can’t it give something sweet for a change..? a little watermelon sometimes eh? certainly would give me a break. i don’t know about you.
the thing is, all i’ve got from life is lemons. (i’m sixteen years old. i hope it doesn’t continue that way for a lifetime.) its been a bitter-sour, sad waste of time. and i admit, rather unabashedly that a lot of it is my doing. i grew from an out-and-out optimist to an out-and-out pessimist. for reasons as plain as boredom. the thing is, i see no point in life. it can’t show/give me any logical reason for its existence.. devdan says, “you might know the point of life at a later stage or a different time. so give life a chance. and live it till the end, so you don’t regret that you gave up halfway.”
maybe life wouldn’t be such a drag if we did things that keep us happy. hop,skip n jump all that time… fun? or sing loudly on the streets. or sleep on the shoulder of a stranger in a public bus (creepy fun). or smile at random strangers. or creep people out by talking with a slur. talking in an american accent with nri’s. cut gossip-py people short by talking cricket (“did you see her nails?? disgusting” …. “oh really? did you see that full length delivery of kumble in the third over??? MINDBLOWING.) 😛
ah..life sucks. gotta deal with it.