Post #198 Ladies, Gentlemen, let’s turn on the f*ckin’ music

good morning ladies and gentlemen, it is now exactly ten in the night. yes ladies and gentlemen, it is ten p.m.!  i am here on behalf of myself, announcing that it is official that the late interviews are done and would be no longer such thing. as well another announcement that the real f*cking operation begins!

but that’s one, i think, classified super-top-secret kind of information. so let’s not talk about it, shall we? yes, we shall. i had a chat with my very-skinny-recently-got-chicken-pocks math teacher. he asked me something that is far beyond math. he asked me the difference of direction and destination. then, he asked me how happiness is related to that. “which one happiness is? destination or direction?”

in my mind and through how i see it, happiness is the whole concept. be happy following the direction and happiness is the actual destination. he explained to me, if one is already happy in the direction what is the point of the process and then what is the destination? it’s acceptable, reasonable.

again  in my mind and through how i see it, this is a matter of perspective. it’s about how one sees the concept of the matter.

that explanatory recount of my brainstorming – if one can call it that – with my dear, rather new, math teacher draws a bit picture about how i see the future be. as i quote from the movie valkyrie : this is a military operation, nothing is ever going as planned. for me, a plan is just a guidance through the process. never sticks to one but understand the whole concept of the plan. and then, just go. improvise along the way.

commenting on a previous post, yes i really do enjoy and love the roller-coaster d*mned living called high school. oh dear, how much i want to quit. i want it all to stop. a place where i question every single bit of action and every word. a place where, i have to admit, i have grown to love. i would like to quote a dear friend of mine (love him real much) about the place, but then i rather not. from what he said, we share the same vision about the place. bikin males? but if you only have the privilege to experience it, in the end – to be hones – you could admit it is pretty awesome. i really do in love with kolese gonzaga. it is exaggerating, yes! but, one tends to do crazy thing when one is in love (or scared).

i don’t really know what i was writing for the last thirty-eight minutes, so i am really sorry for whatever damage(s) i have cost. and also, i would like to apologize to everybody (in particularly someone) if i have made any bad-moods in this sweet saturday.

it took me a whole lot of time writing this although i already said i was going to bed. so, with this exclamation point, i declare that i am officially sleepy and done writing – or thinking, for that matter; GOOD MORNING!