now after all these while, im starting to think that im not so strong after all, not that i thought that i was strong in the first place but then, yeah, sort of like an exponential decrease in my emotional strength and my psychological sanity, but then which great person isnt insane? now of which the time i would be realizing that ive been wallowing in self pity, its almost the half of this uneventful year. i can actually foresee that actually these two years of my life are actually barren with me trapped in the dark realm of my tortured soul. wasted you would say? i couldnt agree more. what more to actually treasure life than to waste it in the first place.
maybe its because ive journeyed into another phase of my so called life. but actually i doubt so because personally i dont think that there are phases in life, just priorities.
where is the joy of life. im probably saying this because my outlook made a radical defect to the camp of pessimism when something, probably the most important thing of my life decided that being important wasnt the most important thing to do.
on a lighter note, which is probably 10 octaves higher, channel 5 decided to show eli stone and claimed au courant which is retarded since, devout fans of the show, like yours truly was astounded by the brilliance of its inception nearly 2 years ago. idiots. so much for 'come home to 5'
