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Tuesday, August 07, 2007

I read Oryx And Crake by Margaret Atwood recently. Two years ago I gave up reading it after the first chapter because it bored me to tears. But two years later, something must've changed, 'cause I couldn't put the book down. It's a good read, 'cause not everyone can make fun of humanity and get away with it.

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I wish I can put down in proper words all that's going through my mind - my (ir)rational thoughts, my self-derived conclusions, my theories, everything. Or maybe not. Because then my life would just be defined by 26 alphabets.

I wish there was a "undo" button in life.

writing at 12:41 AM