'Too Bad'

Two students were killed in a train accident yesterday. Dreadful, a total waste of two young lives, but what intrigued me was the spokesman's choice of words.

'We have emergency brakes, but the train will still move 400 to 500 metres before it stops. If the train stops suddenly, the impact can cause it to derail.'

'So if you're within the braking distance, then it's too bad.'

Too bad? Like what-the-hell. Surely there are better ways of putting it. And while I'm not an engineer, 400 to 500 metres' a ridiculously long distance ain't it. Kinda defeats the purpose of 'emergency braking', cause everybody who initiates one's gonna fall into the 'too bad' category anyway.

Then again, I'm probably being random again.

Life

Been work non-stop for the past month plus, nothing eventful of late. At least time flies by while one's preoccupied. Afterall, the passage of time is supposed to be the miracle medicine, ain't it.

On thoughts, the mind's a mangled mess, of stuff both momentous and frivolous; both noteworthy and random. And this lack of organisation inside my head continues to infuriate me.

Mu-zik

I'm not usually into rap, but Eminem can really be quite brilliant at times.

In my shoes, just to see
What it's like, to be me
I'll be you, let's trade shoes
Just to see what it'll be like to

Feel your pain, you feel mine
Go inside each others' minds
Just to see what we'll find
Look at shit through each others' eyes

-random

how true.