Not hoping for hope

Tell me honestly, what is hope? Because in a very short span, I've realized that the word hope is a fancier term for false reassurance. Within the chronicle of life, there will always come (or will be coming) a time that you will hope for something, like pass the board exam, get a job promotion and a salary raise, or get laid with the person you're eyeing on across the bar. But what if you didn't pass the board, what if all your life you remained an imbecile lowly rank employer, what if your life just ended without even having to savor the magic spice of a random one night stand?

Indeed, hope should be one major concern besides global warming.

Because people are hoping for a brighter future, hoping for recession to end, that they'll wake up to a pollution-free morning, that there'll be no more hunger-stricken black children in Africa, that Lady Gaga would wear something normally casual for once. And the worst thing about hope is that it sounds so optimistic when in fact it connotes our passive reliance and expectation for a better future. So why don't we stop hoping? Face reality and do something.