Thursday, April 24, 2008

Troubled times

I think I've stepped into this small island in the middle of a large, possibly eternal ocean with nothing but a palm tree to cling to.

Wait, what was I saying?

My environment has begun to have a highly reactive effect on me. Everything I do, see or hear is constantly monitored and filtered by whatever it took to raise me to seventeen. As a result, I am a silent assassin to mainstream media who doesn't really do his job, but ends up arousing hatred for his foe.

Wait, what?

The so-called Board exams were over almost a month ago, but if you wear spectacles, you will observe that they still tend to go on, picking up a different name on the way.
Entrance tests almost have me on the edge of my seat, and I'm almost studying, which is troublesome, because this way, I will almost get into college, let alone something in the Indian Ivy League.


But, what's really weird is me sitting down to document it on the web.
[you should be studying]
(you should be writing)
{you should try and manage stuff}
•why don't you shut up•
I'm going to sleep
:I don't need you:
//yeah, I hate you, too.

Wait, this doesn't look right.
Hold on, let me delete this...

1 comment:

  1. ??? any older n this wld almost sound philosophical...
    did i say tht already?!