[miserable]

wah. its one of those miserable days when you wish u had just gone for a aspire camp so that u could be damn tired and just sleep like the dead. i remember that morning during aspire, when we din sleep the whole night and had to sew some shit in the morning. wah never in my life did sleep ever seem so important and precious.

i guess this is the wrong time to be reading a book on WHY WE LOVE. i understand the mechanisms and evolutionary rationale behind everything but it really doesn't help. and the chapter on how to deal with breaking up is far too portent a sign for me.

somehow everything's summed up in one word inexorable. the cruel vicious chains of events called casuality. A leads to B leads to C leads to D. ad infitinum. and here i am at the end of that ever growing chain, my life dominated with events that i did not cause.