snorfed at
8:10 PM
yeah, I'm still mad. Or in the eternal words of phira, "siao". Haha. I'm awake at this unearthly hour, with KI to do and yet I'm stoning. Maybe I'll start at 2.15am.
snorfed at
1:49 AM
Disclaimer! Don't ask me if I'm not okay or sumthing. I'm totally fine. Just in a contemplative mood.
I think I'm mad. Or maybe I'm just needing a little quite time, but I want to like stay up tonight, staring up into the starless night sky from my sofa under the window, looking past the glare of the flourescent light streaming from the stairwells of the opposite block.
I'm long overdue for silent contemplation and reflection. When was the last time I even sat on the sofa to think. Ok, given that the sofa was covered with stuff like files and books and papers, but still, I wouldn't have done it either. Just sitting and thinking about what I'm going to do with the next month, or so, of my life and how I'm ever going to accomplish what I can and want to. Act emo a bit, even though there's nothing emotional about thinking.
Thinking is such an exercise in rationality. Don't mind me if I go all philosophical and whimsical (is that how you spell it?) all of a sudden. I'm into one of my rare moods when I think more than I speak. Just calm and peaceful but not in the mood to do some work. I want to feel like I'm the only person around thats awake at that witching hour.
Do you feel like that sometimes? Just a sudden urge to go somewhere quite and relaxing to do some thinking? Or to just drop everything that you are doing and just teleport to somewhere far far away, away from the hustle and bustle of your life? To be alone, in a place of beauty? Man, I should go invent such a device. Haha.
Events are unfolding and life is rolling on. I like watching as a spectator as stuff happens. I also like to be part of that play. Maybe tomorrow I should go down to the beach to watch the sunrise then go to school? Mad. I must be mad, and I'll probably not do it anyway.
What do you do when you blow a balloon and it bursts? You get a new balloon and inflate it again. If life were so simple, then everyone would be bursting balloons, wouldn't they? Oooh, linguistics. Haha. A day in the life of a tissue box. You get lighter and lighter, knowing that one day, when your tissues run out, you'll be thrown out. Sad, isn't it?
Mad, just plain mad. I like thinking. Makes me feel smart. So what if there were a evil higher entity deluding me? So what if I were a brain in a vat with scientists prodding me, sending electrical impluses through me? I think. Even if what I think is faux, I'm thinking. I like math. Makes me think.
Tick tock, goes the clock on my wall. Tick tock, the time drips away. Am I wasting my time thinking? We'll see. Tomorrow comes around, will I be around? Or will I just be round? I think we all know the answer deep in our hearts.
Round. Haha.
snorfed at
11:16 PM