I didn't think it was possible to feel in such dichotomy;
to be so enraptured and then in equal parts disenchanted-
not at the same time but certainly switching so fast sometimes it makes you wonder just how forgetful, how hypocritical hearts can be.

But I guess life has to give you little breaks every now and then.

"But I keep breathing, because tomorrow the sun will shine, and who knows what the tide will bring?"

"So, they say the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence? I fucking hate that fence, and I fucking hate the grass. Why can’t it all be the same green all over?
Or better yet, all fucking concrete."

I find motivation in the worst of things- guilt coupled with envy. Of course there is the whole spiel about self-fulfillment, but nothing fires up more than the stinging bite of green monsters ( Read more... )

( 21- prelude )

Reading about country 7291-8 (yes apparently Freedom House serial-numbers nations like canned beans) is just about the worst remedy for premature sleepiness at 1030pm, if this continues I will never step into a club again simply because I would be uncontrollably asleep before the doors even open. Not that it's a bad thing, but sometime in the near ( Read more... )

It was one of those never ending days, with two disasters right off the bat culminating in a sorrily indulgent 5-minute tear session before noon- then came the train wreck known as the CAT midterm and a forgotten tuition slot to compound the entire experience ( Read more... )

( Non sequitur. )

( supertramp )

Having godawful sellers, who for some reason take a good three months to simply vacate their belongings from a flat, is really more of magnified a pain when you had already sold yours and was due to move out in four at the point of purchase ( Read more... )