Ode to the entities who taught me smoking
Thursday, August 9, 2007High School life was the best until I stepped into college.
First two years were boring. Boring subjects, boring teachers, boring lesson, boring classmates, boring everything and boredom stirred up the quitter in me.
But I woke up one day and realized there is no such thing as boring everything, only boring minds. Incontented with the same sh*t, I tried mind boggling, mental aerobics but I settled for mental masturbation to anesthetize myself and encapsulated boredom in the back seat of my mind. For happy thoughts I needed for my flight, I took amphetamines to get my life a life.
Infringing the redundancy of my so-called life, three entities disturbed my full circle.
I don’t know how I find them or how they found me or how we found each other. Or did we, really?
The three creatures kept me hanging between sanity and lunacy during those days when I was trying to find myself for I am not sure if how I lost it. Actually, we still hold on until now for my sake and for theirs, too.
Fate was maybe weary that time when it played a joke on us, as it collected me and Allan in the back seat of the dark room where Ms Judy tried to grab our attention.
Ritchel didn’t exist at that moment as far as I am concern but she was somewhere in that same dark room. King? Who would have thought he was alive?
Tell me who your friends are. I have 3!
