Say, there’re a hundred bunch of stuff that can actually happen when you’re bored. The thing is, I’ve just been too unaware with a lot of things making me forget other possibilities. I completely do not know or am not on my sane mind, that’s maybe why I’m sitting at the library right now making this typing-act as an alibi, trying real hard to ignore people around. Geez. I don’t even know why I’m here. I wanna scream really loud, but then again, I’m in the library. Go figures, it’s raining outside now. Good thing i’m the library. Gush, at least let someone
The thing about life sometimes is that it could suck and fvck at its fullest without you even noticing. So sly are its ways that you wouldn’t even notice before late that it’s already leading you to a limbo. One day you might think you have all the answers to the extent that you’re so certain of where you’re headed to and that nothing’s ever gonna come your way – not even a colossal monolith. And then the next day you end up on a cul-de-sac and unexpectedly lose grasp of all the answers you once had – or at least you thought you had. So just what’s out there for us exactly? For anyone else who seek to be successful in their respective lives someday? For all you and I know, life can be a shitload of crap. It’s demented, it’s cursed, and I’m this volatile pessimist playing the wretched-and-forlorn role.
Seriously though, I think I’m still at the hang over stage (hence, explains my blunt choice of words) of that thing I’ve just gone through – course shifting. I know, in the first place that the course wasn’t my choice but I’ve come to love it. Only now it’s too late. But I’m not really miserable about it, nor am I gonna go hysterical and act like a nutcase for that matter. Still, I can’t help but think of the what if’s. And boy, do they come flooding my mind. For the last two college years of my life, everything had been a hell of a roller coaster ride which was made more ostensible by its own loops of ups and downs. There were nights when I had to burn midnight candles (cliché as it might sound, but heck yeah…) and forget for once that I am not a nocturnal being for the sake of passing a major subject – although I admit I sleep really, really late on vacations. It’s because of these sleepless nights that I finally resorted to taking doses of caffeine just to delay secretion of serotonin hormones in my brain (these seemingly persistent cells are responsible for sending humans to sleep). For two years it worked that way but I’m glad it’s finally over now.
I can only look forward to whatever may happen next as I start out in an obscure trail without any definite objective at all. Well, as everyone keeps saying, who knows… things may change and come on your favor. Then again maybe not. But either way just try to keep beating the odds. I tried to make this article contain five hundred and sixty words for some reason but I guess this is as far as my randomness gets. So I’m just going to add two more words that make up my favorite motto. “Shit Happens”