like existentialism, like DOTA

Pondering over existentialism drains everything after some time.

The feeling is akin to trying to play DOTA on a lousy connection.
Everything comes in snatches and it ain't enough to form the entire picture.
Worst still....you don't know where your hero is.

So frustrating that you leave and hope the connection is better later.

Unfortunately, much like DOTA, I doubt there is a save-game function.

feeling like breaking the weather

The humidity envelopes. The air is so still and thick that it is a struggle to breathe. It's one of those unpleasant summer days. It feels heavy, thick and almost a little sad.

Not the painful kind of sadness, nor the dramatic sobbing sadness. A subtle, barely-there sadness, as if summer wants to make a statement before it is over.

Tired. Restless. I feel uncomfortable, physically and within. I feel a bit autistic now, hate crowds, hate having to speak, don't want any people around now. I wouldn't mind heading to the city now and having a cup of coffee alone while watching the people wander like lost souls, like a silent film played.

But I'm too tired and the weather may just make me break something.

I went through a series of parents and answered many questions. I felt like I gave a week's worth of energy there.

No man's an island. I hope that statement is wrong.

On being too tired to come up with anything good.

It's super hot.

Today, tomorrow, ++

A few more days to holidays.
A few more days to GSS.
A few more days to camping at the libaries.
A few more days to doing stupid things with friends.
A few more days to running almost everyday.
A few more days EVERYTHING !!

Super duper happy !!! =D