Friday, March 11, 2005

hmmm...i need to write

i realised i can write.. or so i think i can write.. its more like i can mislead others into believing that i can write. whateva it is, since i am not infringed by any any legal entity. i think i've the right to blabber and probably blackmail good natured souls along the way. and so the chronicles begin.. i like to credit my latest inspiration, a/p neil murphy for this wordy repertoire.
he quoted the fact that postmodernist writers held on to this dogma that all great beliefs and original ideas have ceased to regenerate in its entirety. That means we are all lying cheats!(a bit aggressive here) well, what i really mean is that we being the couch hoggers, brain deficient, fast talking (does thinking come before speech or the other way around when speed is the determinant.. before i start drawling on the grand theories of blank slate-nurture vs nature-speech facilitating thought-the easy choice to be an ass rather than keeping up with appearances... haha already rambling.. :) ) have been reduced to mere caveman. we haven't come up with a single mind blowing, earth shattering, groundbreaking discovery in ages . no wonder people always say we are living in the past. when i was young, i was pretty perplexed on the aspect of living in the past.

me: mommy, how do we live in the past
mommy: u don't
me: but i heard my teacher say so. something abt regretting something u cld done something abt to change something
mommy: don't try to outsmart me boy, i know kung fu! take this and that.. heeeee YA!
me: i was just kidding( like kids eva said that)

time to sleep its 311 am on a sat morning... got tuition,it fair, and a bird to sing along too. ok. that's all for now. bye