So it’s been what? 7 months? 6 since I was away?

Yes, it has been a while.

I decided to take my time off the internet world. Breathe in the outside air. And it was worth everything. I’m in the greatest relationship with a real sweetheart, the band I’m in has made some progress (we recorded and posted a song on our FaceBook page: Perfect Scums) and writing more songs, and actually living. Like y’know, with a life. The colors of the world, the taste of food, the conversations with my collection of odd-ball friends, watch the Earth move, feel the grass grow, watch a lot of movies I’ve never heard of. I feel like a monk in a sense that I was learning how to chill.

Basically I took some time to re-discover myself before I resume with anything else.

I’m still very much in school, suffering the dread that is Form 6 (Upper), but hey, by the end of November I’m a free man. I currently work part time teaching kids (so far) how to play the ukulele & the guitar.

I plan to keep it that way. So I may update more frequently, or maybe not. Maybe I just might not give a damn. But never say never. Because you’ll never know what you’ll do until you actually live. It’s like from this Hindi movie I watched recently (like I said, I am watching movies I’ve never seen before):

“Life is short my friends. But it is long enough, if you live with all your heart. Break The Rules. Forgive Quickly. Kiss Slowly. Love Deeply. Laugh Uncontrollably. And never regret anything that made you smile” -Ethan Mascarenhas, Guzaarish

The time is 3.48 am on my watch. I haven’t slept in 18 hours so far. It’s either because of the absence of the chill that comes from an AC -where which mine is busted-, or the bottle of Mi. Brown French Vanilla I had a few hours ago.

Boredom is a bad route to take when your mind explores the open roads, inside your head, called nothing. I can feel my thoughts all over the place; bathing in all that clouds the minds of many: hate, anger, denial; you name it.

In order to combat these bad elements, I’m gonna take a jog when the clock hits 4 am. I’ve already planned to head for the Billionth Barrel, and wade in its beach until my head clears up.

Safety -towards myself- has never been an issue to me.

See you when I do.