o valencia!

its been an interesting few weeks
been meeting and catching up with lots of people
parties have happened
clubs have been frequented
drinks have been had
jokes have been made

its good to know what there are some friends who will stick with you through thick and thin.
i know i dont say it enough,
but im honestly thankful for the bunch of friends i have.

its just nice to know that someone always has my back.
someone wants to cheer me up when im in the doldrums.
someone is always there to give me much needed advice.

schools really picked up pace.
honestly,everyday,theres some assignment due,or some presentation to be made.
its awesome in the sense that i can feel the term is going to end soon.
and with it comes the summer.
im going to be in Germany for the summer.
the european business school, to be exact.
lookin forward to it,with the added incentive of catching Euro 2008.

life is pretty okay at the moment.
lets hope it doesnt get worse.

its 5am.
i just finished schoolwork.
how sad is that.
aite gotta sleep.
see all of you around!

much love to all those who matter.
you know exactly who you are.
im out.

p.s. the title of this post is both an ode to my beloved valencia fc (who just beat real madrid 4 days after beating barcelona) and a cool song by the Decemberists.

ponder as you would with only a soul

in the grand scheme of things,
where do we fit in?

in the immensity of creation,
timeless as it is vast,
what are we, if not insignificant?

the endless expanse of the universe,
coupled with the infinite realm of the mind,
leaves us lost.

lost not because we lack a purpose,
but because our purpose is paltry.

obsession over the minuscule plane that we inhabit
leads us to lose perspective

emotions and feelings
cloud our manipulated, molded minds

the pursuit of pleasure
satisfies nothing.
She is a temptress, a mirage
in a desert created for us, by us.

gratification
is a god we shamelessly worship

we bleed our essence
and sell our insides.
for gods who are built of clay.

artificial deities
grip our souls
keep us in line.
while we smile

a smile carved on our faces
by the knife of conformity

solace is sought
in the hearts of others
while we hold ours
beating and bleeding
in our hands

we seek to live out eternity
in the comfort of company
with the approval of our
flawed gods

but what is our eternity
if not a fleeting moment.
a teardrop of rain
that falls on the leaf of existence
and is dried up instantly
by the cruelty that is the sun.