When the City has Fallen Silent...

The city went balistic today. It's forecasted to continue the insanity 'til this weekend ends. Jolly good. At this time of night, nothing worthwhile came to mind. None. Just a soft tone of Mr. Vandross on the background accompanying the silent darkness outside. Peace.. yes, that's what we may all think. Truly, it's not what we really feel. Emptiness is another possibility of another propaganda. Pfuit! Rubbish.

Tomorrow is another day. A day of every young student dreads cos it substract one good day of her mid-break week. Ah, a fellow student. Sucked into the academic twist longer than expected. It's simply a long winding journey of the unknown path. Not realizing what the year ahead will lead them into. For some, they. are. stuck. Wondering where should they move on. Assumed to have all the knowledge needed to survive out there. Some people have tendency to think otherwise. All knowledge supposedly achieved just perhaps covered up as huge lump inside the brain, stuck or too lazy to find a way out. Thus, everything seems mundane, even in daylights. Seems those cheery days are over. Tragic.

It's just another randomness journey in which no destination to pursue. Not today, not the future. An episode of LOST.