Just the other day, a friend was relating to me on why we study so much, in the end we will die & what is the purpose of it & there's really n point to anything. Although i comforted her & told her that there is purpose & all (she was stressed from studying =p) but on the other hand, it hit me.. What is the purpose actually? All my life, the only thing i can remember is study, study, study. To tell you the truth, not one childhood memory is clear in my head now. It feels like a section of my life was wiped out as I entered school. I know it's bad to think like this cause it contradicts on what I told my friend but I couldn't help it. I'm sure most of us will think of these stuffs at one point of life. Well as I was saying, we study study study, then we come out & work until we're 50+ then we "might" retire but for some unlucky ones, they don't even have a chance to enjoy a retired life. To me, retiring is a point in life where we feel like we accomplished our goals & all there's left is to enjoy life & spend it with the people we love but for those unlucky one's who's life ends before that, it's kind of pitiful. All our life we've been working our asses of, & there's barely a single moment in the middle that we enjoy a thing called life. It's either in the beginning where we don't remember anything, or the end where some people don;t even get to reach. Somehow I feel, whether is there a purpose to the things that we do. Well guess it's too emo here already haha but for those who's reading, tell me, what do you think? How do you feel? I'm sure that most of you have your own point of views & I would love it if you could share it with me.