하쿠나마타타; what a wonderful phrase.
It means no worries for the rest of your days.

Oh, how I wish life were as simple as it sounds. The severe lack of updates only mean that right now, the impending exams are leering at me with their ugly, demonic faces. Before, there were about a truckload of assignment/project deadlines and important tests/exams to tackle. I sincerely apologize for the lack of colours and pretty pictures here though; it's starting to get on my nerves, always seeing pumpkins saying hello every single time I check back to the place.

On a slightly heavier note, my days seem to pass with me feeling so tired I can barely lift a finger, let alone study for the impending papers. Sometimes, I just feel like tucking myself snug into a comfy seat, and let the sweet smell of leather wrap around me, while I wait for the right moment to crash and burn. To feel the adrenaline rush at the deafening sounds, and the feel the fire licking at my wounds while I myself get blasted into smithereens from the following explosion. Kaboom. Bits of burning flesh and splatters of blood flung across the street. Burning scraps of paper with bits of pathological names and pharmacological chemical names will fly high into the sky, and create an ashen canvas on the street. Bits of embers will glow and the wind will carry them towards others, making them scurry away, eyes averted. Nobody wants to be the witness of this gruesome accident, no? To witness it all will mean being hauled into the station, only to be grilled and fried with intense questions, and killing your brain cells trying to pick out all the itsy bitsy details hidden all over the brain. That's why, no living soul will probably bother, except the people who would have to clean the horrifying and gory mess up, rotten pieces of flesh and all.

How graphic. I must be depraved. I know what you're thinking; no, I am no problematic kiddo. I just have a very active and very detailed imagination. Proud of it, in fact.

Labels: dark, descriptive, personal, ramblings

하쿠나마타타; what a wonderful phrase.
It means no worries for the rest of your days.

Oh, how I wish life were as simple as it sounds. The severe lack of updates only mean that right now, the impending exams are leering at me with their ugly, demonic faces. Before, there were about a truckload of assignment/project deadlines and important tests/exams to tackle. I sincerely apologize for the lack of colours and pretty pictures here though; it's starting to get on my nerves, always seeing pumpkins saying hello every single time I check back to the place.

On a slightly heavier note, my days seem to pass with me feeling so tired I can barely lift a finger, let alone study for the impending papers. Sometimes, I just feel like tucking myself snug into a comfy seat, and let the sweet smell of leather wrap around me, while I wait for the right moment to crash and burn. To feel the adrenaline rush at the deafening sounds, and the feel the fire licking at my wounds while I myself get blasted into smithereens from the following explosion. Kaboom. Bits of burning flesh and splatters of blood flung across the street. Burning scraps of paper with bits of pathological names and pharmacological chemical names will fly high into the sky, and create an ashen canvas on the street. Bits of embers will glow and the wind will carry them towards others, making them scurry away, eyes averted. Nobody wants to be the witness of this gruesome accident, no? To witness it all will mean being hauled into the station, only to be grilled and fried with intense questions, and killing your brain cells trying to pick out all the itsy bitsy details hidden all over the brain. That's why, no living soul will probably bother, except the people who would have to clean the horrifying and gory mess up, rotten pieces of flesh and all.

How graphic. I must be depraved. I know what you're thinking; no, I am no problematic kiddo. I just have a very active and very detailed imagination. Proud of it, in fact.

Labels: dark, descriptive, personal, ramblings

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