Wednesday, May 09, 2007
Badminton rackets are male.
Irrelevance is good. Enables the elevation of unpredictability and dynamism in our mundane well-linked lifestyles. Life is sometimes too dreadfully straightforward. More often that not, we tend to play by all the rules, merely puppets on a kid's show. The burgeoning of such a society will eventually lead to our decadence. We should let our hair down, paint the town red, just for a day in History. Recklessness would be our pride. But what, then, would we exist to prove?
Yet another string of incoherent words. GEEBAABOOM! Sound of explosion. (:
tried to hunch; 12:02 AM