Saturday

I believe that, out of respect for the dead, you should make the most of the time you have, take the opportunities you get, live your life, because you have the choice and they didn't. I should be less of a hypocrite.

While I am sitting here, killing time, ranting about silly things, a number of people are mourning the loss of a close friend. Her name was Jen. May she rest in peace. At least it's a comfort that some people are using their blogs, not to mention their lives, doing something more meaningful than me, bringing happyness to themselves and others. When a friend dies, it's always sad and painful. But the more sad and painful it is, the more you know that you loved that person and that's important.

For me, this was a day like most others. In other words, I have no idea where the time went. I played the piano, worked on some of my composition, but that was 3 hours at most. I stayed inside even though the sun was shining. I didn't do all the things I should have done, or wanted to do. In a few days I will have to choose what to do with the next 1-5 years of my life. And what am I doing? Am I working? Am I thinking? Am I enjoying life? No. I'm killing time and in return time is killing others who didn't get as much of it as they deserved.