i don't think very much these days. i look at the slides during lectures and i accept them for what they are: equations that i need to understand and memorise for this semester then i'll discard them faster than yesterday's leftovers. i no longer question, nor am i angry at bigger things now. i only feel for something when it affects me; when that concern hits me so hard i strike back in annoyance.
things have come to a pretty pass when i realised that i can no longer write anymore. it has gotten so bad that i stare at the keyboard trying to find the words to voice out my thoughts and i give up, so my entries for the past year or so are mere narrations of my daily life.
i think it's time to reverse this slow degeneration of my mind. it's turned into mush, and not even sciency mush.
our day will come.
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