I will.

What has the past few weeks been except a topsy turvy ride through the train station. It seems that someone has been playing with the screws, and the tracks. When i most expected a smooth uneventful train ride, life throws all their mechanics at me and comes up with the most elaborate rollar coaster in just a short time. Suddenly, the ride becomes a rough torture, filled with exhilaration yet sorrow at the same time. its like you want to continue this ride, but the feelings you feel makes you want to explode from being overwhelmed.


There was homework. But i finished them all. And i have been keeping up with my work. Suddenly, with a relationship, i am more determined to work harder, for the sake of not disappointing my parents, and not disappointing her. i will show them that i can do it. With better results than ever.


There is driving. Which is okay i guess, but there is just some bigot of an instructor who scolds me like i am a maid that does everything wrongly. I try..yes..but after his words, i am left in a daze..so i dont concentrate..and he scolds me more. I cant say i didnt benefit from it, as i am more determined to prove him wrong. But still..i cannot stand that guy. And i will be damn, he burps like nobody business, as if its totally normal for a person to burp like 5 times in a minute. Its gross.


And there is art. I can remember miss lai shocked face when she saw that i took drawing lessons outside of school.


And there is parents. My dear parents whom suddenly i have no idea whom they are. And they have no idea whom i have become. Perhaps i am just experiencing this metamophorsis to become another more indepedent person.

People have crossed my path, and they have suddenly become like lamposts that dim when we move further away from them. Smaller and smaller, they become small little insignificant things that once brighten up your lives, but suddenly, when you proceed on, they lose their light and you are left in the dark again, until you see the next lamp post up ahead.

I dont understand why that happens. And i should elaborate on my past week:

quarrels. Just plain quarrels. Plenty of misunderstandings. About how she feels jealous about how i talked to other people, whom..well..are thinkers like me, and she aint. Honestly, i treat all of them as friends. I cannot imagine myself being with another thinker in a relationship, converstaions would turn into something that might bore me and too much is always no good, as they say. Anyways, she possess something that the thinkers might not have, and its this innocent child like behavoir in her that always never manage to fail to put a huge smile and a laughter to my face. Its a refreshing change that never fails to brighten up my day. Sometimes i think of it as too childish, but it never fails to attract me.

So my dear girl. Trust me.
I wont leave you.

Justin ranted at 1:46:00 pm on the
16 January 2005
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