i can't think of a decent lay-out so i just changed the color scheme. i'm not in the mood to tweak this blog into an eye-candy so bear with me.

i've started reading The Five People You Meet in Heaven (Mitch Albom). the first part is already depressing. then again, what would you expect? the title itself already gives away the fact that there will be dying in the book. in one of my bookstore escapades, i randomly picked out a book at the Self-Help section. it was a book on preparing to die-- that you shouldn't be afraid of dying but celebrate death or welcome it with open arms. something to that effect. when i talk about dying to people around me, they get angry. Don't talk like that!. that's what they say. while randomly browsing through photologs, there was this entry of a guy where he posted a picture of his wrist with thin dashes and the words "cut along the thin fine lines". there was a disclaimer too. he said that he wasn't suicidal. he just thinks about death sometimes and that he was just toying with the idea although he has no plans on killing himself. the sight of the wrist with the dashed marks might look morbid but he did justify his "morbid" thoughts by citing Sigmund Freud's theory that every individual thinks of death subconsciously.

i believe that theory. morbid but true.