I Want. I Want. I Want.

I want more money. I want a better job. I want a bigger car. I want my own place. I want Ikea furnitures. I want to tour the world. I want to stop working. I want a diamond ring. I want a roomful of my favourite alcohol. I want more time. I want more sleep. I want to pamper myself with a nice long spa. I want to eventually marry a nice, rich handsome guy who loves me blindly and whole heartedly. I want to stop searching for happiness. I want more hair. I want bigger boobs. I want to be taller. I want bigger eyes. I want a better complexion. I want an elder brother. I want foreign brands to stop inflating their prices by 5 times. I want to work overseas. I want to migrate. I want to go back to Sydney one more time. I want people to blog not for money, but because they WANT to. I want to be in paris and venice for my honeymoon. I want to go Scotland. I want to celebrate saint patrick's day in Ireland. I want to club in London. I want to see the pretty people in New York. I want people to stop abusing their religion. I want all my high school gfs to come back and I want things to be as they were because I miss them so much. I want an awesome digital camera. I want justice for all and without prejudice. I want to eat lobster sashimi. I want to be born with crazy music talent. I want my sister to stop being a spoilt brat. I want all my friends to bloody stop getting married because I'm getting broke, running out of things to wear, and feeling left behind. I want to drink everyday for fun. I want to win a lottery. I want my water to be clean without having to filter it. I want to keep fit without having to go to the gym or watch my diet. I want to eat a good creme brulee. I want stupid MPs to die. I want you to just know what I'm thinking and feeling without me having to tell you. I want everybody to like me. I want to work in an MNC. I want to be famous. I want to go clubbing every weekend, for free. I want to act in a movie. I want my happily ever after. I want to be able to sing like an angel. I want to touch Brad Pitt and Takeshi. I want to be able to afford the things I like. I want to have my own bar at home. I want a stronger water pressure upstairs. I want endless legs. I want clubs to stop overcharging for watered down, shitty drinks. I want them to stop airing stupid mindless cartoons. I want my artists to come here and perform without restrictions. I want smaller thighs. I want to try wagyu beef. I want an Ipod touch. I want flowers. I want my brother to be home more often. I want a superfast computer with a the fastest internet connection. I want my family to always be happy and taken care of. I want to play the drums. I want a newer, better phone. I want longer eyelashes. I want more holidays. I want to kick Michael Jackson on his ass for fucking himself up. I want liquour to be cheaper. I want nicer shoes. I want a Labrador puppy. I want more bags. I want funkier earrings. I want our education system to stop sucking. I want to catch up on all the good movies I've missed. I want nicer clothes. I want to buy all the pretty cosmetics. I want the RM to be stronger. I want petrol to be cheaper. I want lower tax. I want higher wages. I want my RM2.50 fishball meehoon, chicken rice back. I want a home theatre system. I want our radio DJs to be less annoying. I want my government to do a better job. I want media to show real stories. I want 1% of Bill Gates wealth. I want all bartenders to be able to make a decent LIT and margarita. I want to go on a cruise. I want stupid people to die.

I want to stop wanting things and just be happy with what I've got.

But I'm only human.