I've finished reading the curious incident of dog in the night-time. Its a nice book, quite different in the style as from other books I've read. I should say it was rather enjoyable.

Sometimes I'd like to think that I've been born in the wrong era, a wrong setting. Not exactly wrong, but not so prefered. I guess I'll never be satisfied. I'm just being defeatist. A few reasons, why so : the world's just to polluted, theres too much technology and knowledge abound and this leads to a rather fast-paced, hectic life that I so feel I am a victim of, also the ideal lavish lifestyle of the rich and famous doesn't appeal to me - the ideal life for me has become but a figment of imagination only resigned to history texts. An ideal setting would be medieval europe, but then, nepotism, corruption.. etc would have ruined the so imagined perfection. Not to mention the plague that had caused a dark time. I would want much so to learn how to ride a horse one day, and to be able to ride a horse into the infinite expanse of the plains. Modern industrialisation and development soon would turn almost every turf into slabs of concrete or gravel. Am I being so pessimistic. Maybe I just need a holiday, all these undone tutorials and mismanaged homework have driven me into foolish thinking.

However, there are more things than these I'd like to think of. And it is by these thoughts that keep me burning. False hope brings fire that dies soon when truth is known.

drummed at 11:23 PM;