Why is life today known as....life?

I was sobbing, and still sobbing at the outcome of the season 2 finale of Grey's Anatomy. When Denny passed away(I knew he will, then where's the drama right?), and Izzie found him and was lying next to his corpse, while all her other fellow interns were looking on, was very disturbing. Even more, when you can't accept it because you were asked to marry the person you love just an hour ago. The way she was brawling at how life can change within a flash of lightning was sad enough, but when the background song of Snow Patrol's Chasing Cars was played, I cried even more.

It's funny how evolution takes place, and dictates life as how it is right now. Some think it's a beautiful thing, some think it's sucky. All I know is I'll never find the real reason to why people are created to die evetually, why do innocent people have to be sacrificed for the blind, fatal desires of the bad and the ugly, etc. What's even more amusing and bizarre is that how biological factors, superstition, global economical distribution, and other things contribute to your mortal existence and how long is that for for every varied individual. I just wish...I could find some answers to questions like why do good people die for nothing, sometimes, and more. I wish the global antagonists are the ones that die from causing harm to what I'd like to picture an ideal world to live in would be. Like Denny deserved a heart, and could possibly live longer with it, but why did he die? Was it written as his fate, to die from something that saved his life? Was it the blood clot that made him die? Was it that God made the bloodclot to happen, thence taking his life. (Denny mentioned he believed in the existence of heaven and would prefer to go to heaven if given a choice). What made Denny believe in heaven? God? His personal choice? It's all a puzzling puzzle to give us all shizzles and headaches to come up with our own hypothesis. Why was Izzie too desperate to give him the heart he deserved, the heart that killed him? Did she want him to die so she could inherit all his money, or is it simple real love?

Go figure. But do not bother if you do not watch Grey's Anatomy or prefer Scrubs and shit like that. If this is interesting to you and you do not watch Grey's Anatomy, then I've given you a good reason to watch it.

And so the days of slogging are coming to an end..

...yes indeed.
So here I am, having approximately only 20 days more at the big R. It's been pleasant, it's been memorable, it's been rough, it's been dull and bleak in a way. But I'll take all memories with me to my grave, at least an opportunity with them.

I've been deep into severe depression with the family, especially. Having parents who would never ever understand what you want to do with their children's future, what more without even trying to put some trust on their children, already approaching adulthood, really makes you sick. I felt like I've wasted all my life lsitening to their stupid advice, and fuck, i wish i was fucking rich at this moment. I'll just fucking leave everything here, because I am in such a suicidal condition now. No fucking mortal being in my home realises that.

They say "patience is virtue" - fuck you lot who says that all the time. Life is fucking too short to be patient for everything, you sickos. I'm done being patient. I'm going to snap and break all hell loose if NO ONE is going to notice that I am in a pretty bad state now.

I'm so glad the evil folks are going Down Under for 2 weeks. I hate it sooooo much that even after I'm done with uni, I have to still rot myself in this shackhole. I feel like bursting....soooo much :(

I watched Spiderman 3 yesterday, and it was really good. James Franco is tastier than a fat American chocolate mudcake. Why oh why did he have to die *sobs*

I haven't been blogging, but I'm so mad right now I can't even think of the things I've done the past month. BAH.