Cause life is not that much different than Seinfeld. Tuesday, February 5, 2008. Being stuck in traffic is one of the most frustrating experience in anyones day. The fact that you are wasting your time and are powerless to do anything about it can make one go crazy. Wednesday, January 9, 2008. I went out to dinner with my family a few weeks ago at a Hakka. I have never seen roti being served at a Hakka. I thought to myself .

Monday, March 7, 2011. Im just running away from the pain. It cant be broken, but it can be torn. you dont know how thats even possible, but apparently it is. Picking up the pieces, again. Friday, February 18, 2011. Exhausted, and in much pain. What have i become? What did i WANT to become? People ive once trusted have vanished. who is to blame? What good has it done? What bad has it done? I told a friend.

Wednesday, October 21, 2009. I gave away my telescope. Tis better to live without imagination. Who knows what the future holds? Not my mind, not your soul. Yet they venture into unknown territories. Trust you put in the Unseen. Morbid muse creeps up on you. Holds you by your collar,. You respond with a weak smile. You learn to numb your senses.

Wednesday, July 22, 2009. This morning in my economics lecture, the professor discussed The Great Depression and how it shaped modern Canada. He said that although factories were ready to produce goods, they were empty due to high unemployment. He mentioned how workers marched outside of the factories, and even though they wanted to work, nobody would hire them. My professor labeled this phenomenon as the Paradox of the Depression.

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