Boo....

..what a killjoy to a good evening.
Pulling another all-nighter. 4th time this week, I think. As Mr Redzwan would say "At the end of the day, its passion that gets you through". Its pretty hard to feel passionate when you haven't seen your bed for a while. Actually, its pretty hard to feel anything except lethargy.
Reading some news online, I wonder if it really is true, what the ancient Mayans predicted. About the world coming to an end in 2012. That's 3 years away. A blink of an eye, or two. That makes me wonder, why are we trying so hard to chase after something that probably wouldn't matter? Sometimes, I think its so weird that a mere slip of paper could determine all our fates, whether we'd be rich or poor, successful or not. I don't think a degree proves anything other than the fact that we followed the "traditional" way just like everyone else, and went to college before making our way out into the world.
I don't know why life has to be such a routine. I get so tired of it sometimes. Am I'm the only one who feels this way? Everyone seems content to just follow along. Often, I want to do something spontaneous, like quit college, run away, whatever. Something to prove that I can break free of this monotonous life.
Of course, I'd give my dad a heart attack along the way.
Sometimes, I'm afraid to find out I lack the courage to break free.