D’Arvit!

It’s 12:01 AM and I’ve finished three out of the two papers for this day’s quota. Go me!

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I came from Barnes & Noble yesterday. It’s been a long time since I’ve ever been to a decent bookstore [the bookstore in school reeks of the pseudo-grocery/gas station/NBS Katipunan vibe]. I bought my little cousin Olivia a copy of the first Artemis Fowl book to get her into the habit of reading [and yeah, so that she would get hooked, hopefully].

At the bookstore, while I was skimming through a copy of My Secret, an old lady approached me.

While I put back the copy of the book on its stack, she took one out and told me:

“Thank you for taking a look at this book. I never would have found it if you never picked it up..”

And she was saying it all so emotionally like it really meant to her so much to find that book. I just didn’t know what to tell her.

And then it hit me: Hey, maybe this old lady submitted one of her secrets here! Or maybe she’s just one of those anonymous IP addresses that would send Frank Warren’s blog skyrocketing up Technorati’s rankings…

So the lady and I talked a bit about PostSecret and its past book, and she recommended a new book to me. The problem is, I now forgot what that book was.

Anyway, my point is..

I just find it amazing how PostSecret affects so many people. And meeting that old lady felt good in a strange way because it’s like part of the “virtual world” [that is, the Internet and the PS blog] reached out me.

I also think that it’s so fun to watch those people who would approach the stack of PostSecret books… I like observing their facial expressions, their body language… how frantically they would go through each page, sometimes as if devouring each secret; sometimes, as if searching desperately for their own postcards…

I love people-watching. I think I have never shared this to anyone yet, but each time that I am in the mood, when I see different people, I would think about their lives and stories, and wonder how all our stories are intertwined.

There is a theory that anybody could be connected to anyone in this planet through “a chain of acquaintances with no more than five intermediaries”.

There is another study that claims that no two people are more distantly related than 50th cousins! :O

So it’s either you and I could be 49th cousins, 48th cousins, 3rd cousins, 4th cousins, 1st cousins… but not more than 50th! So basically, we are all cousins!

It’s cool how everything and everyone would get intertwined like that.

Bloody fucking hell, that was too random.

Damn it, I should get some sleep.

Out!