Time moves so fast in this Lane that it’s almost cruel. Life flashes by like lightning strikes, brilliant and blinding moment at times, but those moments never lasts. I found myself trying hard to grasp these moments and to stem the flow but it’s like pointlessly standing in a middle of an ocean, trying to break the incoming waves (screaming Nippon ichi!) , knowing that I’ll eventually be washed ashore nevertheless. Limp and scraggly and powerless.
What do people do to make their lifes more meaningful?
So u know.. in a bid to add more color to life, I somehow came to the conclusion that, in order to enjoy life more, you gotta sleep less. Just do something else. Anything. Comics. Watching the new age Kamen Rider. Driving around aimlessly. Writing Kanji characters on the wall. Just don’t sleep before 4 am. And it succeeded. Life has a meaning. I am a zombie. Still am.
And in a bid to untangle myself from tripping over mom’s everhaunting list of eligible bachelors, I went on a few dates of my own. One was simply horrible. I gave up after the first few minutes of incessant talks on Malaysian plants and its scientific name (tsk tsk..flaunting knowledge is not wrong. It’s interesting if u get it right. But to brag about things and get it wrong? ) It’s not a crime to be stupid. But it is, if accompanied by detestable ego and an inflatable head. And if he’s not a lengchai, it’s utterly unforgiveable. All throughout the date I daydreamed of doing a seppuku on myself over and over again. I’ve always wanted to donate my mad-cow-disease-infected-blood to the American nation anyways.
One other meeting went quite well.. surprisingly fun. But then it was with a world renowned backstabber.. so I guess I had to go home and do multiple seppuku all over again. This time with a blunted knife. i'm putting a stop to being stupid.
And since I’ve sworn not to pollute anymore of my friends with the love’s puddle of mud…. Sigh, Bring it on,mom. And I’ll probably keep on having those nightmares where Erry wont’ do my make up.
As far as coloring my lifes goes, the comics and movies are doing the job just fine.
I guess time moves as it wants. and moves faster when u live aimlessly. altho being sleep deprived is a solution, it probably is never the answer. 3 hours to 4 a.m folks.
