HYSTERIA

Nine months and finally a new post.
Even better, hopefully, the last.



Why the post:

Terence gets pissed too often, too soon. That’s something he’s done, to others. And one suspects that he doesn't care. Or does he? And this is a problem, probably. He’s stopped caring. About people who were close to him or the other way around too. The sudden need to close down is strange as well.

And just a quick word, this post may come across as a self-obsessed story of high pittance  but the ventilator was required. So go ahead and read if you know Terence. And if you don’t know him, then just test your skills of pittance.



The post:

There are times when feelings are a wretch. And the person, wretched.

Anyway. It’s been a long time, and a little flashback here.

There were times when Terence would be the one who’d visit IIMC to spend some time with his friends. And some more flashback here, the time when everyone would take refuge under the glorious silhouette of a lucky DSE tree which made every hour, with every passing hour, friendly.

However, we know, time changes everything. So keeping that tradition in mind, everything seems like folklore now.

About a fortnight ago, Patrick called Terence and gave the latter a piece of his mind. Never mind the reason why, it was uncalled for. For what’s sad is the fact that Terence thought Patrick knew better. Sure, Terence might have taken it far but that was only because he was probably coming close to the glorious days when Vincent and Terence would collectively make up stories about Patrick for some harmless fun and non-sexual poke. Then again, life’s probably become a little too serious. But it was Terence at fault, as usual, like many feel. Ergo, the apology followed as well.

Also, sometimes, being rude is being comfortable. Absolutely rude and insensitive. A few weeks ago, Baharul spoke to Terence about a certain female the former had begun to like. Terence, on the other hand, mocked him off and did not care. Not only did Terence act like an insensitive swine, he made no effort to give an excuse why. The indifference probably hurt Baharul, but he gave away nothing.

Now, in a completely parallel timeline, Vincent is a someone Terence is terribly fond of. And now, they’re terrible when it comes to keeping in touch. From once a week binge sessions to a once a month text message, telepathy stands a better chance. Such is life.

Meanwhile, while we’re being absolutely honest here and mentioning names that have been a part of ‘Super Perception’, it’s quite imperative to mention a few names that have always been held up high. Amanda, Monica, Nancy and Rihanna (alphabetical order, of course).

There’s something hysterical about Amanda. That goes without saying, without mentioning, without claiming. And candidly, Terence thought she was quite interesting. Nancy has been someone Terence has always been afraid of, because she’s extremely well-read. Rihanna always been a little mental, in a good intimidating way. But she’s a bright one. Monica, she was close once upon a time ago, but her words still flash around some corner in Terence’s head. And the words still cause wretchedness.

So while you're still here, you may begin to wonder why you’re reading Terence’s crap. If you’ve been following ‘Super Perception’ then you’d come across another wonder. You’d probably wonder why Patrick, Baharul and Vincent have been talked about in accordance to something recent and the other four as an overall perception.

Figure that one out.



For fuck’s sake, Vertigo suffocates and Perception agitates.