Feeling: Happy
Invader Zim is on Nickelodeon! Invader Zim is on Nickelodeon! Right now. Invader Ziiiiiiiiiiiim. :D My life is complete. ♥
Sunday 28 October 2007
Feeling: Confused
Listening to: If I Apologised by Josefine Cronholm
If I apologised,
it wouldn't make it all unhappen;
wouldn't make the darkness go away.
If I apologised,
it wouldn't mean I was forgiven;
wouldn't mean you wanted me to stay.
But it's a dream
when you seem
to be walking into the Sun.
We're on first,
unrehearsed,
and we still don't know what we've done,
so we don't say anything.
If I apologised,
I don't suppose you'd even notice,
even though I'd whisper it inside.
If I apologised,
we could be the perfect couple.
Well, we could, but only in my mind.
But if you ask
for the mask,
then we're stumbling on through the dark.
But we wait;
it's too late,
and we only had to be asked,
so we don't say anything.
It couldn't hurt to try it.
It couldn't hurt too much to try.
It's there beyond the quiet.
It couldn't hurt too much to fly.
Listening to: If I Apologised by Josefine Cronholm
it wouldn't make it all unhappen;
wouldn't make the darkness go away.
If I apologised,
it wouldn't mean I was forgiven;
wouldn't mean you wanted me to stay.
But it's a dream
when you seem
to be walking into the Sun.
We're on first,
unrehearsed,
and we still don't know what we've done,
so we don't say anything.
If I apologised,
I don't suppose you'd even notice,
even though I'd whisper it inside.
If I apologised,
we could be the perfect couple.
Well, we could, but only in my mind.
But if you ask
for the mask,
then we're stumbling on through the dark.
But we wait;
it's too late,
and we only had to be asked,
so we don't say anything.
It couldn't hurt to try it.
It couldn't hurt too much to try.
It's there beyond the quiet.
It couldn't hurt too much to fly.
Friday 19 October 2007
Feeling: Gross
Listening to: Make A Move by Lostprophets
Ew. Ew. Ew.
I went to open the door to my uncle's room just now, and as I did so, something fell onto my chest and then jumped onto the door frame. As slowly as it seemed in my mind, I realized what had just violated me - a lizard.
I feel dirty now. Hahaha. It was a baby lizard, and the poor thing looked like it didn't know what it was doing. It clearly didn't know it wasn't meant to jump on Sue-Anne's chest and try to jump distances only a superlizard can jump, because all Sue-Anne would do is scream and run away and then come back.
You won't be very safe here if you carry on like that, son. You see, lizards aren't meant to touch humans. We stay away from you; you stay away from us. There is so much for you to learn.
But yeah, like... read any intriguing philosophical articles lately?
Listening to: Make A Move by Lostprophets
Ew. Ew. Ew.
I went to open the door to my uncle's room just now, and as I did so, something fell onto my chest and then jumped onto the door frame. As slowly as it seemed in my mind, I realized what had just violated me - a lizard.
I feel dirty now. Hahaha. It was a baby lizard, and the poor thing looked like it didn't know what it was doing. It clearly didn't know it wasn't meant to jump on Sue-Anne's chest and try to jump distances only a superlizard can jump, because all Sue-Anne would do is scream and run away and then come back.
You won't be very safe here if you carry on like that, son. You see, lizards aren't meant to touch humans. We stay away from you; you stay away from us. There is so much for you to learn.
But yeah, like... read any intriguing philosophical articles lately?
Wednesday 17 October 2007
Feeling: Reluctant
Listening to: Play by Punchline
For the past four days and three nights, I've been at that island I was at two years ago, Pulau Tiga. The one where I spent my nights staying up late singing karaoke and playing pool badly? That's the one. Yep. Some of the people I made friends with the first time still worked there, so it was nice to not have to start from the total beginning. I got to know Max a whole lot better this time, too. It was almost as if I hadn't left and we were just continuing a conversation we started two years ago. If you know what I mean. It's depressing and kind of awakening how I'll not see him again until two years later, and that's only if he chooses to keep working there.
On the way back home yesterday, an ambulance passed by with its lights flashing, and it hit me. My friend could be in that ambulance. Someone I locked eyes with once could be in that vehicle on its way to the hospital. And I wouldn't even know until later. Then, I'd think back and realize we crossed paths when she/he was in trouble, but there was just no way of me knowing it was her/him. It's like... the lives we live were only meant to be lived by and for us. We're not meant to know about the lives of others, 'cause it's just not possible sometimes. We can't save everyone. Especially if we can't even save ourselves.
Like Max. Or Bryan Saltus. Or the Brunei Open 2007 caddies. Or the little boys, Thomas and Marcus. Those people I've met, had conversations with, missed, thought about, bumped into. What will happen to them? I don't know.
They should really have instruction manuals on life. I think a lot of us could do with the help every once in a while.
Have a good raya, people. This is too frustrating to think about. :]
Listening to: Play by Punchline
For the past four days and three nights, I've been at that island I was at two years ago, Pulau Tiga. The one where I spent my nights staying up late singing karaoke and playing pool badly? That's the one. Yep. Some of the people I made friends with the first time still worked there, so it was nice to not have to start from the total beginning. I got to know Max a whole lot better this time, too. It was almost as if I hadn't left and we were just continuing a conversation we started two years ago. If you know what I mean. It's depressing and kind of awakening how I'll not see him again until two years later, and that's only if he chooses to keep working there.
On the way back home yesterday, an ambulance passed by with its lights flashing, and it hit me. My friend could be in that ambulance. Someone I locked eyes with once could be in that vehicle on its way to the hospital. And I wouldn't even know until later. Then, I'd think back and realize we crossed paths when she/he was in trouble, but there was just no way of me knowing it was her/him. It's like... the lives we live were only meant to be lived by and for us. We're not meant to know about the lives of others, 'cause it's just not possible sometimes. We can't save everyone. Especially if we can't even save ourselves.
Like Max. Or Bryan Saltus. Or the Brunei Open 2007 caddies. Or the little boys, Thomas and Marcus. Those people I've met, had conversations with, missed, thought about, bumped into. What will happen to them? I don't know.
They should really have instruction manuals on life. I think a lot of us could do with the help every once in a while.
Have a good raya, people. This is too frustrating to think about. :]
Saturday 6 October 2007
Feeling: Blue
Listening to: Juturna by Circa Survive
"You do know you can't really pierce me with your stares?" - House.
Hahahaha.
I don't know whether I'm looking forward to mid-term break or not. Which is kind of sad. But you know what else is sad? Well, I used to long for this ever-lasting IB journey to end so I can disappear to university and live a life totally different to the life I have now, but, at the moment, I don't think that's what I want anymore.
And I miss old school Fall Out Boy. :[
Listening to: Juturna by Circa Survive
"You do know you can't really pierce me with your stares?" - House.
Hahahaha.
I don't know whether I'm looking forward to mid-term break or not. Which is kind of sad. But you know what else is sad? Well, I used to long for this ever-lasting IB journey to end so I can disappear to university and live a life totally different to the life I have now, but, at the moment, I don't think that's what I want anymore.
And I miss old school Fall Out Boy. :[
Tuesday 2 October 2007
Oh, my goodness. I've thought about this before, but I didn't say anything because I didn't want to embarrass myself, but the Click Five's new vocalist has brought a new light to the band. He makes them not as wimpy as they used to be, and his voice is very, very sexy. The whole band even looks sexier with him. It almost seems sinful. Make him stop. The sexiness! Noooooooooooo.
Feeling: Destroyed
I have vivid dreams most of the time, and some of them are pretty strange. Like the other night when I dreamed there was a whale in my living room. Or when I dreamed I was holding 4 mice by the tails and I ate them whole, leaving the tails, of course, 'cause I was holding them.
House is on TV, and he recently said something that made me stop and think. This guy is about to die, so he says, "I've always wondered what was on the other side," and House replies, "Nothing."
And you know... what if there is nothing?
I have vivid dreams most of the time, and some of them are pretty strange. Like the other night when I dreamed there was a whale in my living room. Or when I dreamed I was holding 4 mice by the tails and I ate them whole, leaving the tails, of course, 'cause I was holding them.
House is on TV, and he recently said something that made me stop and think. This guy is about to die, so he says, "I've always wondered what was on the other side," and House replies, "Nothing."
And you know... what if there is nothing?
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