The End.

As I lay here on my bed at 3:04 in the morning (I can't sleep T_T), I just thought, what would happen if the world came to an end right now, unexpectedly, and then we are reborn. What would happen?

Would we start off as cavemen again? Hunting and learning the basic needs for survival?

Would we reinvent what had already been invented before? Perhaps, the telephone? Or better yet, fire?

Would we let technology and money corrupt the better of society just like in the past? Create more wars and participate in stupid battles?

Or, would we learn from our mistakes and do something about it before it's too late?

Although everyone realizes that the society has been engulfed by greed, power and money, I have come to notice that no one exactly made a stand to stop it. It's perfectly understandable that the society runs on money, but now, there are endless amounts of things that are unnecessary and pointless.

For example, half-million European cars. I've got to admit, they are pretty nice and easy to look at. But please explain to me - a girl who, although does admire nice cars, just doesn't understand why in God's name would one need a freaking stereo in the trunk of the car and a theatre system inside the bloody vehicle to entertain one's self for a mere 5 minutes - how that exactly benefits anyone usefully, including our now slowly-being-destroyed environment.

Then, there are an increase in pointless games and game systems. I mean, it's nice to play video games and engulf yourself into a whole new world away from reality (God knows everyone wants to get away from the stresses of life and just let 10 minutes to yourself to be carefree), but don't go to the extent where you'd spend every damn minute with the game that, I'm sure if you even got the opportunity, you'd marry it. (Yes, I actually know people who are like that.) There are other things to do in life, you know. Learn to get away from the screen, and just, carpe diem.

Not to mention, alcohol. Don't get me wrong, I drink on occasion. But not to the extent where I get completely wasted and not remember what happened the night before. Call me a party pooper, but please, I wouldn't want to wake up the next day and find out that I made a complete and utter fool out of myself. Or better yet, I wouldn't even wake up 'cause I drowned in my own pool of vomit due to excessive drinking. But hey, don't let me scare you. It's your life. Yes, the feeling of getting wasted makes you release all the tension from the world and allows you into the dimension of carelessness and freedom, but I'm just saying, alcohol has never met any good end, and most likely never will.

I mean, COME ON. Not all people could be this bloody blind to the obvious facts. And you wonder about the increasing issue of today's society concerning obesity and lack of exercise among the community, both young and old.

Really, learn to face the facts.

Accept reality.

Do something about it.

Make a change.

God only knows when the last grain of sand will fall in our small hourglass.