It is a dream, in which only good things can and do happen. But is that what we’re living for – for a string of positive experiences? Do the pleasures in life come from good things alone or from their juxtaposition with bad things. For if one experiences nothing but good things from the time he is born till the time he dies, then is a good thing to him, what it is to us? Am I wrong in saying that good things are good only because bad things come before them?
lofty glances from lofty people
Kevin Chong and I are starting a new club/society/whatever. I can’t really tell you what it’s going to be called because that’s going to depend on what it’s members want it to be called but for now, we’re working with the title Literary & Philosophical Society, which should be pretty self-explanatory. That having been said, these days its hard to assume that anything is self-explanatory, so if you need more information, be sure to contact me at srrinath@gmail.com. It’s the same address if you’re interested in sitting in and checking the club out or if you’re already interested to join as a full member.
On a more personal note, bringing up something from the past always comes with accompanying feelings of nostalgia, regret, pride, happiness or sadness, love or hatred. This week for me has been about the past. Getting in touch with people from the past, confessing things about my own past, and attempting to rectify problems caused by my shortcomings in the past.
But there’s one thing that people can hardly seem to remember;I’m sixteen and I’m still trying to find my place in this big, crazy world.
