I am tempted
To write tonight down in my Hurt and Disappointed Grudge Book
And to store it up
For a petulant day
I am tempted
To write tonight down in my Hurt and Disappointed Grudge Book
And to store it up
For a petulant day
Omission is betrayal.
So sayeth a certain Brittany Murphy movie.
Ignorance is bliss.
So sayeth them.
I’d tend to agree with Brittany.
Sure, what you don’t know won’t hurt you.
But what will is when you find out what you weren’t told.
And I suspect there’d be much more than mere hurt feelings.
Kerbish.
A thirty five minute delay, stuck in my seat reading NW and The star.
An old lady playing Bejewelled and drinking plastic cups upon plastic cups of red wine.
Fruits laid out on a glass plate, all the way from first class.
Maroon 5 and Avril Lavigne songs which sound oh so familiar.
Arrive safe and sound to a mum, a sister and a burly best friend who very graciously drives us back along the lonely KL streets.
One midnight ’surprise’ from another best pal.
Home sweet home.
Eleven fifteen
Eating green Lifesavers
and trying to justify all the chocolate I ate last night
I wish I had a throwback to the old days
Where things didn’t get so topsy turvy
And even if they did, it was easy to flip them up the right way again.
Seeing your face
Took me back to the other place
And I feel
It’s not too far away
To hold your hand and walk with you
Into another day
And you know
That even if it takes a life time
Things will be alright.
Simply because.
***
Miss you, Sa.
To be grateful for the simple things in life
Like having cappuccino and mocha with a friend,
Long telephone conversations with missed ones,
Two hour by-myself walks in Princes Park,
Dinner with a housemate and her mum,
Text messages from a best friend,
And savouring dark chocolate.
I’m going home on Thursday.
I cannot wait
For my respite
Away from all that threatens my sanity.
Hsu En, Anderson, Lala, Benny, Jason, Ze, Gab, Wenz, Keithko, Marie, Danny, Mr Bingles, DJ Brainchild, Big Guy, Wern Jun…
I cannot wait.
Watching history repeating
My sand castles
Spend their time collapsing
I can’t tell what happens next,
Just what I’ve seen
I don’t know what it means
Thank you
For the silly loopy emoticon
Pointless ghost story
And guiness stout fried beef steak
And you
For my online msn letter
And bear hug
Wow
Virtual emotive icons really do work
Living is simple
It’s gravity
Gravity isn’t so hard
Living is simple
It’s entropy
Entropy, falling apart
I’m falling apart again
I’m a plane in the sunset
With nowhere to land
Let me know that You hear me
Let me know Your touch
Let me know that You love me
And let that be enough
***
In a rut
It’s strangely comfortable
Maybe because it’s stable
Which is more than I can say for everything else around me.