i'm gonna start a list '100 things to do before you die',
and after that, i die.
i don't wanna live till too old, burden to the society.
can let me until 40+ i happy alr.
which speaking of, i'm somewhat half way there.
what i have been doing for this first half of my life span?
nothing.
maybe its time to start doing something.
stick to my values and my thinking,
not get fucked around by the mainstream.
which makes me quite annoyed at those 'trendsetters' with oh-my-hippy-colourful-and-full-of-pattern-and-cute backpack.
whatever happened to your high gloss finish ZINC and LE COQ SPORTIF sling bags,
your 1-in-10-have-it 'crumpler' messenger bags.
guess they are dumped somewhere in the corner of your house? :(
why?
'cos everybody also like that',
a quote i will nv forget in my life.
to me, what you call 'items' have feelings too.
who enjoys being dumped after being toyed for awhile.
maybe a new fad waves comes in, and poof, there goes your colourful-backpack.
hidden somewhere behind the refrigerator collecting dust,
only to be found and thrashed a decade later.
relate it to real life.
maybe this post sounds random, incorrect, whatever.
just inspired by the buried lie and a movie i watched this morning
Dead Poets Society
just tu-dou it :x
"To put to rout all that was not life; and not, when I had come to die, discover that I had not lived." - Neil.
lets see how long i can last in this forward moving mood.