Today was a relatively peaceful day spent at home. I had some urban readings, and "Pale Fire" to get through. The urban readings sent me into a coma as usual, and I took a nap of one and a half hours. haha, it was a good nap:) I didn't manage to get much done today, but I guess it was enough. I shall strive to be more productive tmr!
I have to pack my room. Read the american poems. Read Chaucer. Get a headstart on forensic science. answer a few questions on the national campaign poster for urban culture asia. haha, I am just listing out what I have to do so I will remember.
for the past week, I have been addicted to one song. having replayed it over and over again on my ipod, I am now putting the song on replay on itunes. I guess the tune is what attracts me, and the lyrics are quite poignant. I guess over the past few weeks, I finally understood why people love for the sake of loving. there's this warped sense of wanting to dwell in the "sorrow" and "pain" of loss. this is not to say I have experienced it personally, but I had a sense of what it can feel like. sometimes what is not real can be imagined into reality. I shall resolve not to be disappointed any longer.
it's funny how you know things are not going to work out, and you really deserve better. but the silly idea refuses to leave your mind. well, this shall be my last thought.
Monday, August 31, 2009
Saturday, August 22, 2009
I'm falling apart,
I'm barely breathing.
Trying to hold on to you was probably one of those silly things in life. It reminded me of how the imagination is really powerful. I thought I knew you, and I thought something has changed. But apparently not. You made all my previous actions and words all look unnecessary. Perhaps, they were not needed. Sometimes, I would wonder, why did we bother? What was it about you that was so attractive anyway?? Maybe our minds were in over-drive. Maybe we saw in you what we wanted to see. And in the end, we realized that you are not the one we are really looking for, you are not the one we thought you were.
Still, I hope you're happy. I know we will be.
I'm barely breathing.
Trying to hold on to you was probably one of those silly things in life. It reminded me of how the imagination is really powerful. I thought I knew you, and I thought something has changed. But apparently not. You made all my previous actions and words all look unnecessary. Perhaps, they were not needed. Sometimes, I would wonder, why did we bother? What was it about you that was so attractive anyway?? Maybe our minds were in over-drive. Maybe we saw in you what we wanted to see. And in the end, we realized that you are not the one we are really looking for, you are not the one we thought you were.
Still, I hope you're happy. I know we will be.
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