SJ's Graduation

Mish's Graduation

Veiled Treasures

How strange…. with all the current events of late. Of all the heartache and pain, worry, stress and frustration, teased with all the cruelties of life, and when you felt you were at the threshold of throwing yourself out that hollowed window, when you felt like screaming your very soul and heart out where no one could hear your grief. In place, you bow your head; close your eyes and smile to yourself in silence and humility feeling the greatest sense of peace in spite of your heart spinning with questions infinite and restlessness. Scores to even, issues to deal with in your life. Now that my friend, is irony.

Heightened Sensitivity

Laughable! Assured and unwavering in the postulation of the inner motives of others. For but merely a fraction of what would culminate in the feasible truth, they already yield to the trifling and unsubstantial signals. Days and nights consumed in futile mulling, they are wasted strucked down into a heaped-pile of lethargy.

The debilitating disease of a heightened sensitivity. Much too receptive and unreceptive. How infuriating, the awareness that the perpetrators of this dereliction are unbound to the shackles the former endures. Living their existence in oblivion.

Just another flaw of the human psyche.

Chronic Attacks

The annual, twice yearly cycle for all tertiary academia. There seems no cessation with our affair for it. The constant grueling topic of consternation, heated anger and paradox. It is the subject that has gone through deserved abuse. Nothing as taxing OR as punishing as the subject in matter.

But we are helpless against the antagonist. All we can do is to trudge along and give our foremost.

Well i have got a mid-sem tomorrow. And then the ensuing assignments and assignments and assignments bla bla bla

I think i may have already acquiesce to defeat... LET ME BREATHE!