The time when I realize that my life is not cheerless is 3rd grade in junior student.
(Is this too late?)
So I asked teacher a counsel on telling him that my life is not pleasent. I don't remember what he said. (Might it because of defence mechanism that I learned in 'behaviorl science' today?)
Anyway, I felt being repetitive.
I got up in the morning and went to school and learned in school or academy everyday.
Everyday meant nothing but just oneday. ( but just longer than oneday.)
I means everyday is almost same.(with a little variation)
From that time, I still have thought that idea.
It has changed merely figure of my life.
On weekday, I learn in the school. and On weekend, I have to do part-time job ,report or drink with friend or senior.
I still don't know why I live.
I want to know meaning of my life.
I read that human's meaning is just conveyance for gene in 'The Selfish Gene' But this doesn't satisfy my curiosity.
I wish that someone appear and talk to me about meaning of life.
