the irony is this. the more you feel, the less you know. the more you put out, the less you have to show for it. the fiercer the love, the larger the shadows of doubt. it is man’s infinite capacity for emotion that reveals his equally limitless vulnerabilities, and allows him to be struck down, fatally, by a single halfhearted blow.
Sometimes i wish i could die, just to see if my life was worth anything.
Whoopee doo kai! This blog is brought to you by salmon-stinky fingers and a pre-LR-duty state of mind (must do something productive within the next 12 hours!).
So i figured, instead of storing my random and pretentiously profound thoughts in my phone archive (for future reference), why shouldn’t i just succumb to wiles of friendster-powered technology and create me a blog? It doesn’t matter that i used to have gastroesophageal reflux whenever i read the stuff that other people wrote online. I shall not be ashamed to join the ranks of the sell-outs, the wannabes, and the geeks. I will hold my head high and spew self-conscious witticisms your way, my way, or the highway. Who cares if no one reads it? At least i’ll have my puny mind digitalized for the rest of the world to laugh/gawk/stare at in open-mouthed awe! This is the start of my computerized takeover. Literacy here i come!
