often we're not grateful with what we have. im in this position now. not that i dont wana be grateful. i just feel things are so meaningless. life is so meaningless. how many times have i pondered about this. lookin' at my books, lookin at what I have, but deep inside, my heart says all's meaningless. I don't find the joy in life. I don't see what's good. I don't see life. Perhaps, maybe I'm in the engineering course when they say engineering people hv no life. Well, I do have a life. Mornings, what do I do? I go to classes. Afternoon, what do I do? Classes. Evening, classes. Night, dinner. Night, do my work. Midnight, do my work.. Now, this cycle moves on like it is everyday from Monday to Sunday. Except I personally find some time to rest or play along on9 or sleep whenever I feel like it. People around me? They are nice. Not all are nice. But that's normal. I may sound like I'm complaining. But I'm tired already. I don't even wana do my work. I need a break.