Davaolife

If there’s a secret to turning things to anything but extraordinary, it’s the prefix attached to ordinary making it extraordinary- extra. Extra mile. Extra effort. Extra time. Say what? Even words themselves tell their own stories. The trick lies on basic deciphering and a bit of trying not to appear profound and wise. New miserable experiences teach the mind not to be too lax of things that were. Just when it thought that its beholder was past through it, think again. Stop the strut. Slow the swagger.

Like subtle recurrences of any form of cancer, the body seem to slur these ‘subtle’ changes. Little did it know, the progression is at rage. The body will soon become frail, and then comes the end of it all. Too little too late. Like rants. Oh yes! these are rants. Self-help, desperate rants. And it’s funny how they always find their way towards the subconscious when crises concerning them arise. A few of mine are as follows:

DAY1:

My basic assumption on defining “smart” relies on the person’s ability to use ‘lose’ and ‘loose’ correctly. Easy trick. And sensible. Sure it falls short of standards, and of large personal bias. But hey, don’t worry it’s just a very personal assumption, learned through time.Worry comes after not knowing that there’s always nothing to loose LOL.

And there goes the start of a 9-day rant…

Originally posted at Jantri's thoughts in a den