the seeds of solitude part 2

no

i'm not going home..

decided to stay and if i'm lucky got a chance to play UNO, that stupid card game..

and yeah spill out what i think, this blog is called thoughts anyways, so yeah..

i think, in a way, i'm suck at the new job, as much as how the job sucks me down more.. of course that's all relate to the condition which it dragged me..

but in the long run, i'm going to be grateful with this one so.. yeah..

whatever yeah implies

another thought would be how great friends at time of need just don't seem to be available..

God probably just don't think it over, how to provide anyone with anyone else necessary in their time of needs, that's probably a great reason why suicide rates remain at high.. gibberish..

I think I need to go watch some movie, and get involved in the story.

both of my hands smell like smokes...

don't feel like working

is it full moon already?

you know, you decided to sown the seeds of solitude and people just never stop to come by, each with their own tales to elaborate. I wish they come in the form of songs, that would be interesting wouldn't it? different thoughts, different tales, in different melodies, pitch, and probably different bass lines..

playing music is not that hard, trying to map it into a whole bunch of numbers, dots and letters, on the other hand, is darn painstaking.. but i guess that what makes musicians musicians, they learn and conquer...

they play and enjoy afterwards.. so yeah, it's like the fruit of knowledge..

an excuse to stay firm at what i have decided to do...

you know, you wake up, you go with full fire power, and you fall...

and you fall and you fall... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



shit

fucking shit

you've ever notice how great it is to swear?
words like ASU or TAI is so good to say, but suck to hear? the mistery of life..