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urbanidad?!
Someone fainted inside the train on my way to school. Her eyes remained wide open after falling. It was freaky. Her knees bucked, her face livid. Luckily a large man catched her, right before her head hit the train floor. I hope she's doing ok. I was too busy studying for an exam I didn't notice anything until the girl beside me gasp.

Then I forgot about it for ten hours until now. Ten hours dedicated to the world of stupid exams, of pestilential professors, of my inexhaustible imagination for drama and tragedy- about myself of course... The ten hours that dwell on my measly personable version of the world. Such is life. It stares at you in the face and you forget about it right away.
who am i
Eric thought he has found what he's looking for (like the U2 song. lol!). These days, he's not even sure whether he's actually looking for something. And, he's tired of riding on other people's dreams, assuming purposeful identities. He figures life's not about how we think we figure in the "larger scheme of things" (thus, "The Identity Myth"). Rather, it's about finding what compels and weighs us down to live another day, and pursuing just that. He chronicles various life happenings alluding to the identity myth, because in the end he recognizes that obsessing about it is inevitable, and human (and sometimes pathetic and shallow). Oh, he's undecided between survival and bliss (like the Alanis song). And his favourite pastime is to fluctuate between despair and hope.