Am I angsty, or am I angsty. lol.

This is pretty sad. I really want to go and run, but been forcing myself to sit here since 7 to write my "how has my world influenced my dreams" essay! And the success of my efforts extent only to the point where I typed some words, then started browsing the NYT and reading the history of Teddy Roosevelt and FDR whilst fulminating about the current credit-turned-financial-now turned-economic crisis, then finally reading about World War 2.

Which made me even more upset with how this world is being run currently. I want to be a Roosevelt!

Which in turn made me wonder if doing research is really my calling? Should I try out in politics instead? But what can Singapore do in the global minefield? Or should I do a Schwarzenegger? But he had least had body building to fund his foray into American life and popularity. And he's white.

Darn! I feel useless and trapped in this insignificant body and life. I feel like I have done nothing in 21 years of life! I feel pathetic whining about my futile Singapore life when I can't even focus my mind to write an essay!

The ironies! Alanis, vous avez eu raison!

Oh ya, and the point about world war 2? Fuck war, fuck the world's armies. Why for the love of god are humans fighting each other when we are already suffering? I wonder if mankind really wants Burnet's view to triumph?