I am ordinary

[driftacross]

My understanding of college

College is overrated, all those memorization, tests, networking and shit. It is like a factory, manufacturing future robots with defined programs inside, until it gets obsolete at some point. Then it is too late, because you are becoming old and rusty, and incapable to change and be reprogrammed again. Fucking regretting it

[driftacross]

People’s nature?

You live in a life, but you always wonder about what is it like to live in a different life. It is so exciting and wonderful like the one in the movies. Until, the other person who lives the different life also wonder about the same thing. Just never satisfied!

[driftacross]

The more I understand this world, the sadder I become

don’t know

[driftacross]

Feel dead inside

When I was young. I told myself, i would conquer the world and change my destiny. After I grew older, I started to tell myself, I would try my best, and leave the result to God. Now, I realize, no matter how hard I try, it just all comes down to the fucking luck. 

[driftacross]

A shit hole

Feel tired of living a life like this, in a fucking shit hole, alone. Keep telling myself the same reason over and over again, just not admitting they are all fucking lies that i kept telling myself. Man, wants to break free, but afraid of  the consequences to break free. What an irony. A slower death is better than a fast one? I would say most people would choose the later in the face of that simple question. 

[driftacross]

All those dreams to begin with, ain’t nobody sets free.

Waking up in the middle of the night.The darkness had never been felt so strange before, the blinks of light passing through corners of the door remind me again this is not where I came from and here for. I wondered myself again how and why I ended up here? Thousands of miles away from where I had dreamed before. Thousands of miles from what it supposed to be. And thousands of miles apart from the life it is supposed to be. I can hear the screaming, screaming in my head. but I knew it is the scream that I can only hear from the far, but not be able to listen to. I knew it is a long road without a shred of light indicating the end. I’m scared, and afraid I still fail at the end, miserably. But I need to keep going. All those dreams to begin with, ain’t nobody sets free. 

[driftacross]

Keep going until you can never go back

Forgotten