What was it like?

Never had i thought this would ever happened, but haven't i learned? It's like this. As always.
I was actually planning to do my work and finally, for once , to stop procrastinate.
But something caught my eyes, a sign on the lower right corner of the screen, blinking. Oh! a message, that reminds me of a plan.
A plan, which i noted to myself, to do when there is time. So, there it goes, windows popping up one after another.
Stories, symbolical stories, with detail of life embedded in it. That's what i was reading.
Each piece intrigue me. Inspiring , indeed.
Seeing fragments of thoughts and hints of real life, something churned inside me.
Fiction, with a twist.
"Life imitates arts more than Art imitates life" OW
i guess, it goes both ways.

new year...same resolution

No sure how to put it.Here,i am..again.Seeking for asylum of sort.It's hard to describe and again,i am not here to describe.Just to get something out. Inferiority engulfed,to be terribly terribly insignificant.Yet not one to want to loathe it.The grip of it makes reality harder then ever."The only thing that sustains lone through life is the consciousness of the immense inferiority of everybody else, and this is a feeling that I have always cultivated."Oscar Wilde

One too Many

Break, most coveted during times of turbulence. It's something i would kill for during exams.Now...i can't wait for it to end!A prolonged period of break is unbelievably agonising.A day seems forever.Seconds crawl by.Life turns meaningless.

What's in a day?Nothing but bleakness.

Oh,life! Oh,life! 

What does it had to be like this?

First Ever

Never had i thought i would be inspired to do this.Blogging...hmmm,still seems kind of foreign to me,even now.As life would have it,the things you never expect to happen would be the one come knocking first.So there it goes,my first entry.This is the kind of day where i pay back my sleep dept.But i should have known this,you can never fight fire with fire.The more i sleep the more sleepy i am.Sigh!Should have gone with the coffee.

This is a time in life where i call it the waiting period.Waiting for results,Waiting for application,Waiting for acceptance,Waiting for intake,waiting..waiting..waiting..Hell with the damn WAITING! And the worse part is,this is the second time i have to go through the same phase.All in all, i have spent one year like this withering away.Still i never regret the path i chose(partly because i can't).So i do one thing most people would choose to do:Blame The System! Yeah, i feel better now(how pathetic!)