flawed work of art.
Monday, March 17, 2008 @ 3:24 am
the whole apartment is being subjected to fire escape evacuation test thingies right now and it's driving me berserk. I seem to be the only one who's in on my floor though, which is not surprising, since it's 2.30 pm on a monday afternoon. just today I was looking around my microeconomics tutorial going, 'where the hell are the girls?!' it could be that the guys were so big that they seemed to have a larger quantity as well, but it's weird, cos' apparently my faculty has a majority of girls. I don't know about that, cos' in most of my tutes, the fairer sex stands at the minority end. then, I thought to myself, 'maybe girls are smarter to switch tutes to a more convenient time. and c'mon, a monday 10 am tute?? you want that???
everytime I do the laundry, the cleaners pop up from nowhere and invade my floor. now I actually have to wear pants instead of walking around in boxers. it's so bloody hot here, you know? gives me headaches! (and the maintenance dudes testing the fire alarm isn't helping either) so much so that I've gotten distracted from opportunity costs to type out my frustrations here. gah!
speaking of frustrations, I'm not frustrated that I'm turning 20. oh no, quite the contrary, I'm looking at it as an achievement in life! that I have successfully breathed in oxygen for the past 2 decades. DECADES! sounds like a millenium doesn't it? wow! I can't believe people live that long. today during the creative writing lecture, I was introduced to this poem called the Man-Moth. moths live so short, they barely flit their wings and then they're turned to dust. humans should have lives like that, so we 'experience' everything for the first time. the first taste of chocolate, the first kiss that sends sparks all round your body etc. I'd like that. I'd prefer that to seeing myself age in the mirror. I bet I'm the type with crow's feet around my eyes and painful joints when it rains, the grandma whom everyone on the same street call 'the mad old lady who's always angry'. and I don't want that.
today, I've decided, I wanna be a moth.

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