if happiness depended on four walls.

Books have the capacity to change.
Reading Fahrenheit 451 made me think.
It reminded me of The Wasteland except Ray Bradbury conveyed his perception of humanity more effectively, or at least his percpetion of where humanity is heading...
Hedonistic.

My Modern History teacher, said this today "Unfortunately books still exist"
she was talking about doing bibliographies or something, i wasn't paying attention until she said that, and i got freaked out, i get freaked out easily when i'm day dreaming.
The stupidest question i asked today was in Biology. I was sleeping, and i heard Mr. Biology teacher say "Mercury the planet.." and i'm like "Evander is Mercury a planet?" ahaha. I know my planets! it just came out of my mouth. I shouldn't nap in biology. Its one of my favouritests subjects :)


I really have no point.
But i can't stop imagining a crappy world like that.
Factoids. hedonism. dead people. shit.


This i getting fragmented but:


It's my dad's birthday and we're not really celebrating because he's in the Philippines till May.
Happy Birthday : )
Not that my dad would ever read this.