i've always wonder what's the purpose of me being here. not just the purpose, the exact purpose to be specific.

some say study, get a diploma/degree, find a spouse, get hitch, start a family.

maybe that's the response of 3/4 of you people out there. to me, it's not just live life like it is normally done. it has more to it than that. i want to know why are we here?

i've always wonder what would be after i graduated. if i do well where would i continue from there? if i don't what will i do? cry?

like always, i've been stressing the fact that things happen for a reason.

for example, i'm not an artsy person. i'm fascinated by artworks of various artist. taking a slight keen on andy warhol's masterpieces. alas, i am in no position to be an artist, yet i have to take art as a subject.

favouritism is common in the art stream. art teachers favours those who have talent. unlike me, who sucks at art but trying really hard to like art and do a good job in it.

when my friends draw like i always put it, 'sketch' there is quality in the drawing. there is no substance in my artwork. i just do it because i had to not because i possess the talent or i enjoy doing it.

sometimes, i feel like a prisoner in a cell when being in the art studio. tormented by my art teacher to do my work which clearly i do not feel any pleasure in doing so.

have you ever been in hell?

that's how i feel when i'm forced to do something that i don't like.

then, what's the purpose?