It is precisely 11:25pm on a wednesday night and it is exactly at this moment I have been musing abut life. 

What is life really? Let’s just take a look at what this really means. Life is “the existence of an individual human being or animal” as quoted by google. Sorry, but even after 20 years of life I am hardly an expert and sad to say, will I be any expert in the coming years. Life is unpredictable and that’s how it was made to be. But even then, their is still one question that lingers on for me. If life is so unpredictable, why is it that we all go throughout the same kind of struggles? Why do we all start at the same place, get lost in the middle a little and find our way back to another life? If it’s said to be unpredictable, then why does it resemble predictable since we’re all going through the same things?   Seems kinda sad isn’t it? We are all born with our final destination planned out with life being as unpredictable it is. So my next question is this, (well, try to think of it rhetorically) with life being uncannily planned out for us doesn’t it seem a little plain, boring, in other words ordinary that we all go through the same predicted phase?   We’re born, we go to school, get into university, fall in love, get married, have kids and then watch our kids do the same. Then, the inevitable happens. We succumb to our fate and leave for another well planned (I think) destination. I’m sorry to break your bubble kids but everyone does this.  What so special about it anyway? We’re all doing the same things? We’re all going through the same kind of struggles.   I know some of you (whoever is reading this that is) however are thinking “Why now?” “Are you going through a mid life crisis? or even worst an identity crisis?” :O Actually, this comes at the wake of my A Levels results being released. These were my thoughts when for a split second, I felt like quitting.   Like I’ve rambled on and on, somehow I’ve been swayed with the idea that my life is ordinary. Mind you I have no problem with the idea of ordinary. The problem now is I have never conceited to the idea of being ordinary. I want sparkle, glitter and everything nice with my life. I have always been a big dreamer. For some reason, I’m beginning to think that that isn’t important anymore; after all we’re going to die. What’s the point anyway?   So that grade that you tried so hard trying to achieve. what’s the point anyway? 10 years from now you’re going to ask yourself why was it so important then because it won’t matter in the future.   Okay, let me not get ahead of myself. What I’m trying to say and what I’ve been realising is that at any split second or point in our life, something or anything would feel important. Why? I don’t know that myself. Maybe it’s the fear of the unknown or maybe its the fear of the known? Whichever it is, you’ll find out that answer soon enough and soon I will too. But whatever it is, don’t ever for a second think that you’re ordinary. EVER. Or that you life is insignificant or your dreams. Don’t let that stop you from living. Don’t stop living because of life. You know you’re much more than that!    Life will knock you down. It’ll make you cry but rest assured, like I’ve said earlier, everyone goes through the same kind of struggles and you are not alone. That sounds more like a note to me than to my fellow readers. Live life, get hurt, get lost, get angry, get depressed but remember to get back up and know that when you do, it’s your turn to knock life down and I promise, that will make you as person.