Sorries + Random Shit.

SORRY...

this goes out to anyone and everyone i've offended in anyway.
i just want to do this. i think i've offended enough people.
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i guess only the people who really know me will understand.
i guess only the people who made me will cry if i die.
but i guess, it will be very hard for all the rest to remember me.

but i'm really, already contented.
because i guess the more i ask for, the more i will lose.

thus, when the time comes when Grandpa smiles at me in heaven, i guess i'll be able to tell him, "Grandpa, i've had a really wonderful journey coming up here," without shedding a tear...

but i will also tell him,"but Grandpa, i wanna stay here. 'cos by staying here, at least i'll have you."


whatever i do from now on, even blinking my eyes, will be an exclusive experience that i will cherish. you know how it feels when you blink your eye, but you will never know how it feels when i blink mine. so, even if i die without a penny, or in whatever state, i'll be contented; it'll be a wonderful experience for me.

upon saying that, i wanna add that referring to the advertisement where a guy's life is made into a movie, i'll still be cheering at the end of MY life movie, 'cos even though it may be a 2-hour-long blank screen in the dark, AT LEAST my life is being screened. what a honour.



only the people who truely understands me will know that the supposedly random shit is actually a very abstract cry for something i yearn so much for.