Life's a Party

I'm a strong believer in the clause: Life is what you make of it.

I actively seek interesting things to do everyday. Every weekend I try something new to broaden my experiences. Despite my love for the internet, I don't want to spend my weekends cooped up in my room. Whenever I talk to my friends from home, there's always a story to tell-- embarrassing and awkward recounts, new things I've tried, interesting people I've met... And whenever I ask them in return, "How was your day?" the answer I receive is nowhere near as interesting.

I didn't mean to ask rudely, but I asked nonetheless, "why don't you have any interesting stories to tell?" After hearing that my friend woke up, ate, went on the internet, time after time again, I even found his life boring and repetitive. But that's the way he likes it. That's the way he is lives contently. It's funny how people's tastes are different. The thought of leading that type of life gives me the chills. I can already see the future... 9am to 5pm job. Come home to a family. Eat. Sleep. Wake up again. It's all so DULL.

Someday I'm going to live a very fulfilling life. I'll make sure of it.