just checked my grades and i realised how fucked i am. well, its obviously time for me to pull up my grades. and start getting my ass to school.
i'm not really in a reflective or elaborative mood tonight. but heres something that i've always been thinking of.
in general i'd say life's been pretty fine, or perhaps finer than usual. this is when it scares me because i know life is never perfect. i know i should be contented, yet at the same time i can't help but remain guarded. sometimes, the human intelligence is the very bane of our own sanity. so what makes a person secure and contented? god knows. perhaps stupidity would offer some relief.
on a lighter note, i feel like being creative tonight. mm, ribbons?
