like a virgin,
touched for the very first time!
like a virgin,
when your heart beats next to mine!
(no, i'm not obsessed about a particular something right now).

bless madonna. it's hard to tell what pop music would've been without her. she has lasting power. she's outlived michael jackson commercially, and she's the true Mother of Reinvention. why'm i writing this?

lord...i don't really know.

it's sort of a tonic to how insane life has become in a matter of minutes. right now i'm downloading some queen songs, after watching a queen special on mtv. retrospective? you betcha. the past is gone, but it's certainly not dead. live it, i guess...because you never know when it'd run out. and no, i don't believe in time travelling to the past...simply because the past doesn't exist. not in terms of quantum physics...there is no past to move to, since time is always moving...it'd be possible to move forward, but not backwards...you can't go back to whatever happened a second ago to change it. it just wouldn't work out...in my own layman theory, i don't think that it's possible to go back...and who would want to? things happen for a reason...but they're not fated. i want to make that clear.

anyway...that's all for now.

boredom has reached a whole new level.