Mood: Thoughtful
Currently listening to: Heaven (Candlelight remix) - DJ Sammy & Yalou feat. Do

So another day passes me by. Boring.

Went to uni and class and i've got assignments coming outta my kazooie. Which, pretty much sums up my rather miserable existence i suppose. *SIIIIIGH*

Didn't hang around too long at uni (its plain depressing) so i bummed around at home for a bit and then went to watch Hang Li Po: The Musical with my mother (review can be found beneath this post). Came home, munched on some BBQ Twisties (food of the Gods my friends, food of the Gods) and chatted with Selina on the phone for a bit. Yo, Chen Hoe! I got a missed call from ya! Touch me back a'ight? ;p

And that was my day. :|

Ok, so maybe i could have taken up Joa's invitation to party with her and her posse of friends (presumably those who are unemployed, single and female?) at Passions but, hey, i'm mummy's boy all right? ;)

Note to self: What happened to that plan about quitting smoking?

Ah, l'amour.

I've come to a decision. Not a very good one i feel since cupid has a tendency to be bulletproof at the best and worst of times, but i think i'll give up on that great game in the interim. I have decided that there's no point to finding love, or being found by it, when i am constantly compounded by the multitude of environmental factors which are inherent in my life (particularly that of location - Armenia beckons) at the moment. Love cannot compete with reality i feel, nor do i yet find myself in the right frame of mind as yet to afflict myself on any such love interest(s). So there. Never was one for the 'quick fix' solution either (as many of you would know) so thats also out of the question - kindly do not bother asking. That and i don't seem to have that great of a libido i guess...

I seem to have become encompassed by my own cynicism these days. I've realised that i truly don't believe in anything anymore. Life, love, God, government, humanity, myself, etc. Is that such a bad thing? I don't really know. It does indeed seem that, to quote Wilde, i '...know the price of everything and the value of nothing.' I suppose that's the downside of always putting down and finding fault in even the greatest of things - it gets to you after a while. Depressing really.

Oh sure, there are those arguments that 'nothing's perfect' and that one should be an optimist seeking the beauty in all things, blah, blah, blah. But i've tried that. I really have. Or at least i consider myself having made an effort at it. And i don't really buy it. But, fact is, i still find myself at the unhappiest, yet most pensive, stage of life in which i've ever been. Its like i never went through that stage of questioning that is stereotypically placed as being in your teens. Does my mood show? I hope not. One does not try to place their misery on another. Its just bad taste. ;)

Or how did Alex describe me? "Evil and somewhat insane inside but too well mannered to affect his presentation."

Ah well... wish i believed in karma, because something outlandishly good should be happening soon enough.

No? Damn.

Life just gets that much more confusing everyday. *sigh*

I think i need sleep.

And where the fuck is my muse???