Sunday nights make me sick in the stomach. There’s school to look forward to, and though having lived much of my 19 years of existence fighting this pre-monday blues, i’m rather resigned. There’s no beating such a force. Like there’s no beating the heavens when they choose to rain down on Earth out of nothing(like right now, there weren’t even clouds in the sky); like there’s no beating gravity(not even Air Jordan), like there’s no beating time. Some people think life is but a game. Well no one can pause for a coffee break, much less restart.
(Oh i might as well add, Google’s unbeatable too. You thought Einstein was smart? They’ve got smarter people behind those monitors my friend. Just look at Google Ads.)
A couple of friends came over to study and pig(a more humbling word for chill) out today. That’s all you need on a Sunday, isn’t it?
July 13, 2008, 12:15pm
