Saturday, October 28, 2006
2:14 AM
dear darling classmates.
this is a very memorable moment because it is exactly 2.07 am in the morning and this is post number *drum rolls* 77!
THE day is inching, or rather, zooming closer. so what in the world am i doing here. what am i doing,! okay, if i really cannot make it, i will become a taxi driver next time. because of a lot of reasons.
midnight surcharge starts from 11.30! peak hours, $2 surcharge, public holidays surcharge, eve of public holidays surcharge, everything surcharge, from airport to town also surcharge. basically EVERYTHING HAS A FREAKING SURCHARGE. okay, i shall only drive at night, since i have nocturnal behaviour anyway. and during peak hours. and maybe occasional visits to the airport to pick up hot tourists, prefably mixed. in any case, i will become a taxi driver next time if fate decrees. (they must be really hot, or else no getting on the cab, i should put a disclaimer sticker on the window),
okay this is a senseless rant afterall.
We no longer exist in a world that is driven and fuelled by the things we do, by the little things we say, by the emotions we feel, and instead we are replaced by a world driven by things that we cannot see, that we can no longer feel. The world has since evolved to a paper state, a state where the documents we earn and the unrelenting pursuit of glory determines the eventual status of us all, a state where everything that we know and trust can be destroyed at an instant, a state where our beliefs and philosophies play nothing more than a forgotten role in our lives; and for the few of us that still remember to feel, believe, trust and love, we are but just dead souls waiting to be claimed, just empty shells devoid of all destiny, but dead poets struggling to find the last ounce of love to write about, the last cause to hold on to.
i wanna get a licence soon, anyone know of anyone who would lend me their cabby at night? (:
love, majella! ((:
Bid me crew avast! Keep yer banner high
Classed, forever a class :)
Class of our own
Wind be at yer backs, sails never slackin'
