im all about the endless possibilities of a new future at this point in life. i dont get how being happy while being bound up in some silly code is a blessing and not a curse. Also, i don't get why we would think too much about the pointless things. Perhaps the pythagoras theorem works best to define it all;


apply the rules and see the results. so placid, so calm, so matter of fact.


this is the start of a period that blurs as i try to recall it. incidents seem to cascade and merge. events become feelings, feelings become events. instincts become actions. thoughts become motion. head and heart are contrary historians. we have been lured into great foolish expectations, got carried away; and we all know nothing's more fun than being carried away. the idea, as i understand it, was to generate a heightened degree of a care-free adulthood. i guess, what would have been another rebellious passage has broken out in utter mayhem.


to put it in the simplest of terms, let's stop hoping with a fragile hope.

note: on other news ; got rid of my fake brown eyes for good. had lasik surgery done a couple of weeks back, eyesight is as good as a new born's. Also, im back staring at those stunning twin towers from 9-5. missed the whole career-in-the-city fiasco. Gahhh.