We live in a society centered on pieces of paper, authorized to get you almost anything that you want as long as you have enough. We are often labeled on how much we can and cannot buy. People are always baffled by the question as how to get more money, some even willing to sacrifice morality for survival. Of course, we have to survive. We have to eat, drink, have clothes to put on and a little pleasure. But does it really necessitate money? Hundreds of years ago, these pieces of authorized paper did not exist. Everything was much simpler, everyone contented with just having 'enough.' But then, there came greed, something almost natural to the roughly 7 billion human beings living in this planet.

Conspiracies.
False accusations.

I just wanna disappear.

It's hard when you cannot define what bothers you especially if it's so profound that you just couldn't ignore it. I don't know what I want. I don't know why I live, what I live for.

A glitch in the system

Now that entrance test results are going to be released, the feeling of nostalgia fills me, taking me back to a year ago when I was one of the hopefuls. Eventually finding out that I passed all three of my eyed schools, I was in heaven. It was all that I could think about. I felt special. I thought, wow these schools actually wanted me, that my skills were sufficient enough to be even considered.
I wish I could feel the same gleefulness now. Today, I just feel like a glitch in the system. Do I really deserve to be here or was I just a lucky asshole who got in because of technological problems? I feel so damn sure that I shouldn't be here.

Dear mom,
   When you ask me how I am and I reply with a reassuring 'I'm okay, doing great,' what I really mean is, I don't want you to worry but really, I'm not having a great time. It's not that I'm facing huge trouble or something. It's just that it's so hard to be far from home, with only a few friends and an awkward personality that usually ticks people off. But despite these, I know I can survive. You've made me strong mom. I learned a lot from your own experiences.
Love,
Aldrin.