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Wednesday, January 24, 2007

quarter-life crisis

i look around and it seems that everyone's having his or her life in a state of shambles. it's as if the entire world has been devoid of anything good. the power of the hassles, problems and tears has overwhelmed all the things bright and beautiful. that cloud doesn't seem to have a silver lining. everyday we gain new experiences. right now, most of them seem to be so difficult and utterly hope-reducing. after each failed long test, each romantic dead-end, each family bicker-fest, we find ourselves a little less of who we are. i guess we're all a little bit empty. we're all a little bit unsatisfied. we're all a little bit incomplete.

i am currently watching the sunrise after one of the darkest, most difficult trials of my entire life. i ventured through quick-sand. one moment, i was walking along, blissfully treading through life when the next moment, i was caught in a death trap, sinking slowly, doing my best to hoist myself up, and failing miserably. most aspects of my life, the aspects i consider master statuses were all going haywire and i had no idea what to do to fix them.

and then what happened?

nothing. everything just passed.

every war has to end.

after the blood, screams and turmoil, what do we find? silence. peace. there may be 10,000 corpses beneath you, but it will be the most serenity you'll ever find. it's not all bad. wounds heal. chicks dig scars. and glory lasts forever. we're all in our quarter-life crises. let's not sugar coat it. people keep telling us, "it's okay. don't worry. it's not all bad. everything's going to be alright." but it isn't okay. we do worry. it is all bad. and nothing's going to be alright.... for the time being. dealing with it all just plain sucks. as every other person may attest to.

i'm all smiles right now. i can't help but smile whenever i hear an ode from any of my peers. sorry to say. not cuz of spite, not cuz of schadenfreude, just cuz i've got an idea what they're going through and i know that no matter how much it may suck at that particular moment, it's all gonna end anyway. once you're at peace with that, nothing's ever going to bother you as much. kind of like a zen-one-with-the-universe thing. haha.

anyway...

i haven't really written anything insightful [or productive for that matter] in a long while. i'm in one of those slumps again. i'm getting concerned because these slumps seem to be lasting longer and longer whenever they occur. and they occur a lot more often. i'm hoping to get back on track soon. part of it is that i've developed this sudden shame of letting people read all i have to say. i dunno. maybe it's cuz recently, i haven't really got anything good to say about anything or anyone so i guess it's better to just keep my mouth shut.

off to happier things...


the adventure ended at 11:16 PM

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