the world is revolving, the people are moving on, time is never much faster. then again, i always sense that im lodged on a specific time line when everything, or simply, anything is static.
supposingly, i should be blogging about the "creative writing" workshop experience, but i dont see the necessity to explicit any negativity, in any case of offending anyone. i shall remain silent if the truth isnt widely bearable.
and so, blogging hasnt been quite a routine lately, if taken comparisons to the past, when i used to blog each day. just tolerate the fact that blogspot is eventually rotating to a not-so-popular hit for us, internet-ers.
things arent flowing in the direction i demanded. the temperature has been taking jumps, often reaching high and dropping low, unexpectedly. quaintly, im used to it, responding the same was as though i merajuk.
it scares me, and still it does, when i think about it. i loathe the fact that we know what's going on, but verbally denies. i loathe the fact that we could be trekking more vastly, if i could only shatter the glass of morality and appropriateness.
forget about it..
so did anyone catch MJ's memorial service at 1am last night?
i know i didnt :/ intentionally..
despite the fact of not being an MJ fan for all these years (and i do know the existent of MJ), i literally skipped MJ's memorial service to avoid the emotional conflicts i habitually encounter. painful, direful, excruciatingly fearful..
never in my life would i attract emotional forces to work my feeble mind.
im still conscious.
