Everything seems perfectly normal, and yet, during those thirty minutes, 3000 people would have died and 6200 would have just seen the light of the world for the first time...

.. How strange. A simple statistic, which i hapenned to read, and suddenly im aware ofall those deaths and entrances, those smiles and tears. How many of them are leaving this life while alone in their rooms, with no one realizing what's happening? How many will be born in secret and then abandoned outside a children's home or a convent?

I think to myself that i was once part of the birth statistic and will, one day, be included amongst the numbers of dead. It is good to be aware that i will die...

.. people do not think very much about death. They spend their lives worrying about absurdities, they put things off, and fail to notice important moments. They dont take risks, because they think it's dangerous. They complain alot but are afraid to take action. They want everything to change but they themselves refuse to change.

If they thought more about death, they would never forget to make that much postponed phone call. They would be a little crazier. They would not be afraid of this incarnation coming to an end, because you cannot fear something that is going to happen anyway.

yeah, death.

okay i shant go on anymore about death in the fears of sounding a little morbid.
but anyway, i had a good day
managed to sell some junk
okay, some not so junk-y stuff too
made a bit of money
all going to my holiday fund.

yippee.
i see a tiring week ahead for me
tons and tons of work
5 or 6 days.
wow.

and on that note, i decide, i should go to bed BEFORE 2 tonight.

so here i go.

Wishlist
YSL Elle.
Pink Sony t700.
Snuff by Chuck.
Holidaaay.
One Tree Hill DVDs