Thursday, May 31, 2007
i am surrounded by greens while sipping on my soya bean. it rhymes =) well, yes, i am back in charms cafe again. yes, it's the curve, again. i really like this serene place though, and of course, the pillows on the chair. i could hear running waters as i am typing this, so peaceful. anyways, i'll be going home for dinner later, it's been quite some time since i did that. i called my mom just now to tell her that, this is what she replied: "how come suddenly wanna come home for dinner??" see, so much love in that sentence itself. talking about dinner, i am so hungry now my stomach makes louder sounds than the running water and the crowd.
my sister asked me just now how my relationship started. it has really got me thinking. it's amazing how sometimes words as simple as that could trigger so many thinkings. really, it was a normal process, first comes the courting, then comes the asking, then goes the agreeing, tada! it's always maintaining a relationship that is the hardest. commitment has always been my biggest problem, it still is. then compromising is another tough thing. after that, comes understanding one another takes alot of effort. that's why it's always easy to start a relationship, tough to maintain, hard to leave. i never believed in love at first sight, it's all crap to me. you can only like someone by the first glance, not fall in love. anyhow, i am like the worst person in the world damn world to be thrown any questions about love and relationship. i can only tell you what i've read or came across from someone else but can never, NEVER apply those to my own.
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Well you must be a girl with shoes like that
she said you know me well
I seen you and little steven and Joanna
Round the back of my hotel oh yeah
Someone said you was asking after me
But I know you best as a blagger
I said tell me your name is it sweet?
She said my boy it's dagger oh yeah
I was good she was hot
Stealin' everything she got
I was bold she was over the worst of it
Gave me gear thank you dear bring yer sister over here
Let her dance with me just for the hell of it
Well you must be a boy with bones like that
She said you got me wrong
I would've sold them to you
If I could've just have kept the last of my clothes on
Call me up take me down with you
When you go I could be your regular belle
And I'll dance for little steven and Joanna
Round the back of my hotel oh yeah
I was good she was hot
Stealin everything she got
I was bold she was over the worst of it
Gave me gear thank you dear bring yer sister over here
Let her dance with me just for the hell of it
Chelsea Chelsea I believe that when your dancing
Slowly sucking your sleeve
That all the boys get lonely after you leave
And it's one for the Dagger and another for the one you believe
Chelsea Chelsea I believe that when your dancing
Slowly sucking your sleeve
That all the boys get lonely after you leave
And it's one for the Dagger and another for the one you believe
the fratellis =)
Monday, May 28, 2007
i'm lying on me comfy bed, enjoying the just-right temperature of the aircon, listening to GS's beautiful place (doesn't seemed to impress me much). everyone should really listen to mika to cheer up a 'lil. the tunes were all really catchy and happy. i can't help but felt a gust of happiness streaming through my whole body. it even makes me feel like dancing, sorry scissors sisters. the cartoons were really cool too. anyways, i just realised that a number of my friends are real great in drawing. i just looked at deric's drawings and designs, it really speaks for itself. it's ggrrreat. go see it for for yourself.
http://drkblade.blogspot.com
anyway, my bf hurt himself during a futsal tournament today. ask me, definitely not worth it but he did well. so, he will not be walking quite so "normal" in these couple of days. pity, pity. hope he gets well soon =) well, here's everything i've got in my head now. i'm gonna go pick up some draft papers and pencil and probably start venturing into the world of meaningful and nice drawings myself. hope that i could finish at least one this time around. Deric, i sure hope that you're right =)
today is my lucky day :) i just realized that someone living either upstairs or downstairs had applied for wireless internet and i could detect the line from my boyfriend's room. so random. pity the whoever is it cause i'm downloading stuff as well. he must be wondering how come his reception fucking slowed down. hmm. anyway, i went to the curve again. yes, again. could declare that as my second home now. did nothing much there, actually, did nothing at all there. well, basically my life now is a fucking dead straight line. woke up in late afternoon, smoke up a lil, wait for calls to go out (prolly my sis cause apparently she's fucking bored too), went out and did nothing, came back to re-union with my boyfriend who now works evening shifts, watch some DVDs, do some fucking sudoku, go to sleep again. it's been like that since my holiday begins. well, i'm not complaining or anything, but i seriously need to get a life. like maybe wake up fucking early in the morning for a change. or go do anything for a different. anyway, i think i just fucking downloaded the whole spinto band album.
Tuesday, May 1, 2007
What is right and what is wrong? I’ve been told that there is no saying in whether what you did is right or wrong; it all depends on how you perceive it. However, we do have many preferences in life to dictate whether our action is a rightful one. So many fucking morality values in each of us that made us judge one another. There is definitely no room for proofs or explanations. For the entire “if” around us, what if what you did was right but was wrong in the eye of the people around you? Should we bother to even fight for it? Because there is really no point in doing so, you yourself know it the best. Hence, we are all living down a road that is already lain out for us. We will soon realize that a happy life is a life where you do what everybody else told you to. Still, we’ve been also told that we have the right to speak, the right to act, and the right to freedom. All these majestic sounded phrases are there to make us feel better when we have been stripped the right for all those.
In short, we live for the happiness of others. We will be nevertheless happy when someone sacrifices for you, well, maybe mourn a little when that someone actually did. This beautiful world is a masquerade. Everything, everybody that lives in it looks happy. We were all given a mask on our birth, had been taught how to wear it when we’re growing up, and finally learn how to keep it on for the rest of our lives ourselves. When others want to know you, they don’t want to know the real you. They never intended to because everyone behind that mask is another fucked up person. I personally don’t think that I could stand living with myself for a day. Hence, I became this person that would constantly yearn for other’s acceptation, despite any price that I would have to pay. Then slowly, I myself couldn’t differentiate what is real and what is false. After all that, I’ve come to conclude that everything and everybody is the same. There is only right when everybody else think so, what I think doesn’t matter.
