wake me up when september ends
i fear losing this gift. a concerned mentor brought this up to me: too much reliance on it might do more harm than good. now, more than ever, i fear losing my ability to 'fly'. i realised it's only when i'm above ground that i feel free. i feel, myself. it might sound so ridiculous, but that just about what i wanted to bring across.accounting paper's up first, followed by adv. biz calculations e next day. ONE MORE WEEK. i'm forgoing e chance of going to SB-FOC. i might not be even going for our 'clique' chalet next week. damn. why is this f*cking society so competitive.
do you know when peace will prevail? its when greed, economies and currencies first cease to exist. that includes useless printed papers to prove your worth. are humans to be valued based on judged qualifications? pls, NO crossfire needed here. i'm saying all these on rashness, and it's good to pen down all these crap to laugh over it next time.
i don't wanna be 40 and regret what i didn't do at 14.
i don't wanna be 40 and think back how foolish i was at 14.
