Morbid 100th post

Wow, it's my 100th post :P

And well, sometimes, something morbid comes up, and it's just too good to not record it.

If i got into an argument with someone, and the person was telling me about how I'm wasting my time, life and not doing what's important. I would probably laugh in the person's face and tell him that there's nothing important to me, not family, not religion, not life itself. And if THAT would scare him and affect him, then it shouldn't. Because what SHOULD scare him is the fact that I would put him down just because I can. There's no logic and reason behind it. All his dreams and ambition and beliefs and achievements would all disappear. And the real sad part? That I won't give a damn, because I can't understand how he feels. Neither does anyone in the world care, because we only care about ourselves.

Maybe it's just the place I'm in that makes me so happy. Welcome to the NUS Science library :)