Bluek - reborn

As i sit here writing this, my mind is vague. I woke up this morning nineteen and will be going to bed twenty. There is much reminiscing to be done at this age of adulthood. Most of the time i laugh at my own reverie. At a certain point, it terrifies me to know i am no longer an adolescent. It is confusing; because physically i am twelve, in reality i am twenty and actually i am more.

Thinking back, I have done many things in life. Some obviously wrong, but i am glad i was wrong then because people a less forgiving towards adult misconducts nowadays. How nice it would be to always be the younger generation. The generation that ignores what did not affect them, that is capable of nihilistic piercing, that is brave of running away, that is fearful of commitment. The deepest sense of frustration usually hits in the aftermath, when one realises it is beyond repair. However, my feelings towards the past are not of frustrations but more to absurdity.

Science has always been about figures and facts. When dealing with empirical researches, scienctists always acquire their conclusions through natural results. They allow gradual and individual changes while observing closely during each tests. They are not inclined to cheat themselves. Faith and science are both two different things. Science is always one step behind in trying to justify faith. It is through faith in religion that we tolerate misfortunes that are not explicable. God is infinite.

At this age, i still blow my head off temper. Fuming, as it use to be. But, i will control it, if not it will certainly destroy me. I have discovered that it is true, that before i start living, i should learn to wait.

This is how much i know about life thus far.

Will it be enough?