The Twenties have finally hit me in the face.

There are things that you can put off when you are in your T(e) ens ( as in, fourTEEN [14], fifTEEN [15], sixTEEN [16], sevenTEEN [17], eighTEEN [18], nineTEEN [19]). Really. Things like getting a boyfriend/ girlfriend, having your teeth checked, jogging, weight issues etc.

But, when you hit the dreaded Twenties, and it's dreaded because the Thirties will soon follow...SOON.

When you hit your Twenties, you're in a jungle. Look around you. People are in their Thirties looking like their Teens. It's freaky, it's unreal but it sure is around and surrounding you.

Weight issues. It has never been an issue to me, until a few hours ago. Merely recalling it... the feeling is like this: slow yet hopeful anticipation at the presumed truth that never was, followed sickening dread and disgust at the ugly truth that later rendered me depressed and sulky.

Weight. Now it's an issue.

I could give reasons. Like it's my hair; getting heavy. Water retention. But that's it. Pathetic.

I never thought the day would come, when I actually find myself flinching when saying these words: I'm Dangerously on the Verge of Dying from a Cardiac Arrest aka Heart Attack.

It's true. It's one of those kind of truths that you delude yourself from. Permanent Denial, the medical term is. Until you're forced to declare it under special circumstances like official documents.

And my BMI isn't exactly saying I'm light as a feather.

Geeez. To think I was laughing at Cirrus' ridiculous idea of having an apple for break. Why torture yourself like that, I commented.

Karma. It's all coming back to me, and in triple-fold.

It's gonna be an apple for me for breakfast, lunch, break and dinner.

Your turn to laugh, Cirrus.

I wanted to post a song and just leave it at that. You know, the 'my blog my rules' talk.

I didn't know what I wanted to write in this blog. Somehow, I've lost the 'drive' to keep this blog going.

I don't profess to have an exciting life, and despite that, I still want to share thoughts about life in general; sometime nonsensical, sometimes somber, sometimes cynical...

Lately, however, I just feel that I don't want to share anymore.

It's getting tired. How life can never be calm for just one moment, and even then, 'moment' may hold different and extreme meanings for different people.

Things just have to happen, and they happen as a result of something that was done before. That something was probably the best solution at that time, but as time went by, it has produced other issues and then, new problems.

It's a recurring cycle, like how the earth has to orbit. Maybe, when the orbit stops in a human-termed second, eveything is just at peace with itself... how would that be like?

Currently, I'm under the influence of tiredness and fatigue, and that has definitely contributed to my state of mind as I type this entry.

Can I just sleep and not wake up the next morning? And the morning after?

Could you move in slow motion?
Everything goes by so fast
Just slow down a little
Save the best part for last

You speak in riddles
Your intentions turn me on
I'm yours forever
Will you love me when i'm gone?

You're an unfenced fire
Over walls we travel
Its you I admire
My living example

Your eyes are an undiscovered ocean far away
Any minute now keeping
Both poets and priests at bay
Don't get ahead of me
Could we just this once see eye to eye?
What you offer has me
Ask me how it feels to vie

Your an unfenced fire
Over walls we travel
Its you I admire
My living example

Its a photograph discovered a decade after
Its a cannon blast disguised as a firecracker
Its enough to bring a brick wall to its knees
And sing, please

Could you move in slow motion?
Everything goes by so fast
Just slow down a little
Save the best part for last

You're an unfenced fire
Over walls we've travel
Its you I admire
My living example

Admiration, Incubus

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