goodbye trippinteetotaller.
hello hellogoodbye.
a penny fer yer thoughts :)
the masochist gnarled at 7/06/2005 02:38:00 AM
Tuesday, July 05, 2005
tell me wotcha thought about when you were gone and ...
why do pple persist in doing stupid things repeatedly,
like say, dialling the wrong number twice and being told twice
tht you've called the wrong person.
we live among a world of headstrong fools who are too obstinate,
and filled with pride to admit their mistakes and pursue
a course of action of which they are advised to take.
lately, i've been letting my foul temper get in the way of
rational behaviour and practicality.
i wonder if its perhaps not so much the lack of tolerance
tht has gradually emerged from monogamy,
but instead taking things fer granted and simultaneously,
being taken fer granted tht has resulted in situations tht rile me so.
watched the last half hour of desperate housewives tonight,
and i must admit tht i found mary alice's ending message
a little disconcerting because of the amount of truth it bears.
cant quite remember her note word for word,
but it was something abt the inevitability of change.
tht we must learn to accept the fact tht familiarity will
eventually be displaced by the unfamiliar.
tht even the pple you hold dear to you,
those you thought wld never leave yer side in the darkest of days,
wld some day vanish when you most need them.
it sounds terribly morbid and depressing,
so i suppose it wld appeal only to the morbid and depressed.
this shall be a week dedicated entirely to damage control.
there will be no more heavy hearts and displeasure,
away with frowns and careless lips
tht possess a penchant fer expressing the wrong things.
day one failed from the start,
but we hope and pray tht day two won't fail us.
am looking forward to dinner with zes and cheng tmr :)
am dreading the SMU camp next week tho.
went fer matriculation today,
and was quite relieved to see tht,
apart from the girl whose cups runneth over,
everyone else seemed relatively normal and friendly.
i think this holiday has turned me into a worrysome and over-dependent person,
because i've got too much time on my hands
and tht allows my doubts and insecurities to bloom fully.
cant wait fer sch to start,
even tho tht means it'll be back to hitting the books,
curfews,
waking up early :(
bah.
back to healthy living and independence.
the starting line - best of me
*i love it when you sing,
even if it may seem like the total opposite :)
the masochist gnarled at 7/05/2005 01:57:00 AM
4 unity :)
go here
the masochist gnarled at 7/05/2005 01:09:00 AM
Sunday, July 03, 2005
sufferin sucotash !
this shld be taken in a very literal sense :
bottle up & explode.
everytime i listen to the sob stories of those arnd me, i cant help but feel incredibly fortunate to be in the position i'm in. in comparison, i'm getting much more than i deserve.
but why does it still feel so devastatingly painful when i'm faced with things tht arent even half as bad as what other pple are going thru ?
things are sinking faster than the titanic.
i wish we cld hit rewind,
instead of choosing to eject all the time.
its not tht big a deal if certain individuals tend to tk note of little details is it ?
and to be exceptionally sensitive to slight changes in the status quo.
i keep telling myself theres no point in explaining my "bizarre" behaviour,
because it just leads to futher destruction.
but i just feel if you continue allowing little things get by without nipping problems in the bud,
things will deteriorate over time and before you know it,
its over and way beyond salvation.
all i can do is watch the little things multiply, and wait fer whatever comes.
anyway, i dont even really know what my point is.
everyone shld watch "man of the house" by the way.
if yer looking fer some ditzy humour.
watched a soccer match tonight,
tampines rangers FC (??) vs. young lions (???)
yeah okayy so i'm not too big on details =)
well not these types at least.
definitely an exciting match, even tho i was too chicken to bet a cent on it.
am looking forward to more,
tho i must admit i have developed a sorta love-hate rship with soccer.
my life is just one huge contradiction.
sometimes a girl just wants to be treated like a princess.
you get my drift ?
just sometimes.
you're killin' me.
the masochist gnarled at 7/03/2005 03:15:00 AM