im never tired of constantly grumbling about the million things i hate

You can thank blogger for this long pointless, bitter and possibly meaningless post. This will be very long probably, so if you don't wanna listen to me, well bitch.

I have over the past 2 years been thinking what the use of living is, why do we work so much and all that. I have had a quite bad life myself since I something bad happend to my mother [But that is another story].

What I have been doing lately is writing a list of goals in my head in which to improve my life. The basics of life, well any good life for any of us would be to get a job, house or flat of your own and a nice caring Boyfriend., then to build up around them with everything which will make you happy and not feel that strange way you do when you hate life.

My problem is that i think that i got more problems then other people. Well, i am wrong. Just in Africa there are probably a billion of people who have more problems in life than i do.While it is a very good idea but my problem is not the writing out the goals, my problems is actually following through on them. I am one of those people who will set their alarm to get up at 8 am then hit snooze about 20 times and eventually find a way to rationalize not needing to get up. I know for a fact that I have to get out of my parents house because while they are very cool about giving me my space it still annoys the hell out of me to know they just upstairs.

It's pathetic, when I first started college I knew what I wanted to do, even if it was a unthought out choice, and I had a plan layed out to be finished in 3 years. Now that I have actually really thought about what I wanted to do with my life I can't decide on something. Now the question is would it had been better to do something I don't like, or to hold out for the chance that I might find something I do like, which is no guarantee?