Wednesday, August 30, 2006
of This and That
Last day of school! Yay!!! Who cares?!!!
Really. Aren't we being fooled? There isn't anything you could consider a holiday at this stage of life. Jc is like contracting a terminal disease, nothing for you to do but live it through. And hope the end is quick and painless. Sure, some of us would fight this illness, trying to overcome it, but that's akin to trying to score for minor tests, it really doesn't affect the end.
Then again, in this world full of people like us who look through windows with eyes shut, it really doesn't matter what happens outside, we're too busy trying to look at the mole underneath the eyelid (Or for some of us, indians ****ing). So much so, we don't notice the great big asteroid coursing towards us, threatening to turn us into mere smears, staining the perfect backdrop against which this play (Act II: Education) is staged. Until it burns off our eyelids, that is. (bye bye mole...)
Have you ever noticed the bald/balding birds in VJ (reminds you of a certain person...) . Isn't that enough proof of the stress we undergo? It's so much, it's rubbing off on the birds. Too much aren't we? Making those poor creatures lose "hair" over our troubles.
sex : procreation & recreation
remember [6:08 PM]
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