Since I don't have a real blog, because I dont care who reads my toughts I'll just write here... I'm the kind of guy that everyone else thinks that he knows everything, I think I'm the only one that thinks I'm not much but an idiot. I wish that instead of watching movies or being on line chatting with my friends I just could forget it all and study as much as I'd like to, but I'm always expecting something to change my life, so I don't have to do it my self. A war, a new job, a girl, a friend, something that could make me start over again. I think I'm depressed because I'm smart enough to notice my mediocrity and lack of inspiration on life. My prime engine in life is not love nor truth, I just want money, I guess that's what pragmatism does to our lives. If only I was born in an oriental country and I was raised with the values of Buddhism, I would not have this kinds of existential troubles dancing around my head. It's all Nietzsche, Camus and Rand fault. Happiness is not ignorance, but knowledge is not near either.