Thinking.

Today I bought 18 pink heart-shaped lollies. They taste nice. 
YES, I bought them cos they taste nice. No, no one bought it for me. (Just to pre-empt all you idiots out there) 
I gave a bunch to my tsd juniors but I must say they make great company when one is thinking. The lollies. Not the juniors x.x This reminds me of that all-too-famous convo I have with nick sometimes. 


Nick: *says something dumb*
Ruth: y'think?!
Nick:...waitwait...you can THINK?! 
(insert mad running around and whacking each other)


Its a strange activity, thinking. It seems futile to philosophize our lives away because the nature of the world is incomprehensible. Like Vladimir who ponders "Was I sleeping while the others suffered? Am I sleeping now?" No matter how hard we tap our heads (or in Vladimir's case; his hat) we are never going to understand some things. 


Then when you get perplexed about something I find it so ironic that people tell me to "think about something else". But I guess its true, one cannot simply turn off ones brain. Things come back and eat away at you when you are idle. And things hunt you down when you run away from it. Though I run away pretty well nowadays. You gotta be pretty good to make me think. 


Then there is "thinking too much into things". How can one possibly think too much? Or maybe the question is, "who on earth thinks too little?" Well, sometimes I look at people in church who seemed aged beyond their years because they think too much into things to little avail. I think the proper literary term is "over-reaching"? Then you think about those mental patients who are 40ish but have white wrinkle-free skin. My mother used to tell me that these people are the happiest cos they don't need to think about all the hard things in life. shrugs. I don't know, I'd rather not think too much into things honestly. 


If that pwns me, then too bad I guess. 


I've eaten 2 lollies since the start of this. I better stop now.