Do you sometimes...?
... feel like applauding when a particularly badly behaved child running about in a supermarket knocks into a pillar or a shelf and fall?
... feel like walking up to and slapping a precocious, attention-seeking child who is screaming at the top of its voice?
... have the urge to buy the whole lot of fruits on sale because they all look so ripe, juicy and sweet?
... have the urge to give up everything so that you can go a-wandering?
... have vivid recollections of a particular event that you thought you've forgotten and then get tormented by the things you said and did as the deja vu drifts past?
... wish you were richer/healthier/better looking, just only so that you may get better opportunities in life?
... resent the fact that you were born (despite you not asking to be born)?
... think that life's unfairness exists to punish you and solely you?
... want to tell the blabbering idiot to just shut the f**k up?
... suddenly want to get married but then you decide that being single was still better?
... crave for pizza (or some food) and when it is served, you lose all interest?
... wish that there were more violence now, so that there might be more peace later?
... wonder why people delight in killing other people, and then regret that it is not in your culture to murder the people you hate?
... wish you could be an adult sooner/become a child again?
... hope that you could have more money than you can spend?
... wish you could be somebody else? (Brad Pitt works for me.)
... yearn for freedom and then do not know what to do with it?
... want to lie down at some exotic seaside in the Bahamas and watch life go by?
... want to go with a big bang, like in an explosion in an aircraft in midair?
... envy or want to be Singapore's sex goddess Annabel Chong? (I do!)
... wish you could trade your brains/looks for some looks/brains?
... wish it was longer, thicker, and harder?
... desire things that are not yours?
If not one of your answers is "YES", I believe I have dead readers!
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