Dark

The lights dimmed, the air weighed. A million eyes pictured the world, and now a big puzzle. Waiting to be solved, pieces found along the streets that accompanied the footsteps. When will the road end, i dare not say yet it will end someday that's for sure. Street lamps too dimmed, encountered many known dead-ends deep behind that alley. Yet, hope was what carried the young adventurer through; foolishly to fool's end. Matter of life and death yet to highers a game of monopoly. Of all such twisted lame ideals, may there be some fun in it or at least, worth the time wasted.

Psychology

Never really did expect to do psychology. I'm happy i found my way through all that mass confusion; it's not easy i'll give you that. Emo- music playing in the background, not for the sake of trying to blend in the all so emo atmosphere yet rather its just for the sake of trying to soothe my nerves. My body's almost at its limit, im feeling a fever somewhere....

Living in a Fantasy

My eyes rolled as i heard the lame news. I woke up at 6.30 today, early? Wait till you hear the P.M that comes behind it. Been getting a lot of recommendations to take up psychology; they say i have natural talent and i'm totally cut out for it. Beats me, though i know im yearning for my fridge to click again. Muffin peed, i screamed and growled. Weeping as i cleaned the massacre on the floor. More and more, im feeling myself attached to this particular dog. It's weird. Kingdom Hearts playing in the background, i dreamt of my own perfect fantasy world once again. Be heading to Alex house later; thats if at all i manage to wake up for anything. I need to go swimming, already. Do something productive; though as a wise teenager used to say, rotting is healthy, its what we do; its in the blood. Nah, words of comfort. I believe in nothing.....and YAY! my fridge finally clicked!

Eyes filled with a Longing

Seemingly filled with wonders,
time left loneliness in its place,
Every shiver, every hunger
unwritten on his face.
yet his eyes,
filled with so much emptiness,
longing to fly;
to feel that happiness once again....

Always wondering...

There i was, sitting by the window. Looking at the rain drops falling to the ground, there were a short moment of sadness somewhere but i can't seem to recall. Day by day, the people around me seems a little further away. Was it time or things that has brought them to that, or was it just themselves? There has to be a little contradiction somewhere, that has to be it. After all, they are living a healthy life, to most. Yet, more and more i feel as if the sky is about to fall. Busy with their lives maybe, they are forgetting or simply have no mood left after all that hassle. Having a drink or two without strict bookings used to be a tradition among close friends. Guys, update already. Im pissed, i don't know why. Im sad, i don't know why either. Its just i never really write about my happy moments much, i rather show them and hide the sad ones here....

Milk and Muffin

Milk

Muffin

Weird day today, the arrival of two young padawans, Milk and Muffin; boy and a gal. I guess its what they call a miracle when something delightful happens once in awhile, out of the blue. Constantly being tossed around hands, being unable to decide whose responsibility it was, i sighed at how useless our younger generation has become and took them both in (above). The sense of responsibility behind that cute face are always the very one thing kids these days fail to comprehend. I'm not sure where this sudden sense of righteousness and maturity came from, but i guess i'm just finally getting used to being 18. lol, well rock on my young padawans. May the blessings of whatever pretty be upon you, and please i bless you to pee outside not inside the house. Bless the days someone is to wipe your pee.. or clean your poo. And really, bless you for coming into my life; Milk and Muffin.

What a day

The night before, i was tossing myself around my bed. Of all nights, that was somehow the hardest to descend into slumber land. It was quite queer, especially that night. I felt nothing, yet i can't sleep. Maybe i did, but the feeling seems so alien especially recently. I'm not sure what i'm feeling anymore. Soon, it was dawn. The pressure of anticipation covered the atmosphere, it felt almost as if there's an ocean above the sky; it was that dense. The crowd gathered slowly, more an more familiar faces appeared. There were those which i have no absolute interest in interacting with, and those in which i never thought i would be talking to again. Its weird to see how short a three month period could make such big changes, not just physically; no, i bet mentally too. The results came, the air lifted, now taken over by screams that pierced ear drums. There were laughters and tears among all that madly mixed demotional filled up atmosphere, i was there feeling nothing. *Laughs, maybe everything was expected. I passed my BM apparently, enough to go where i want to go. Somehow i can't help but to feel a little bit empty somewhere. I know, its weird.....

Never ending "CornFlakes"

I screamed, cause the fridge clicked again. There isn't a single mosquito in sight, i'm worried. The times of innovation has finally come. The world is reshaping, well at least the world i'm in, the world i see. Watchmen is an utterly boring show that brings nothing but needless butt cramps over that ridicuously long time length which only leaves me sighing "I just wasted 3 hours of my life..."
Though it may suck like a vacum cleaner powered off nuclear energy; its moral of the story never ceases to remind me so much of some strange ideals that someone i know very well used to have. Though, in a very different form. The idea of believing that the world can only be saved through pain, or simply destroying it. Afterall, if theres nothing left, there will just be nothing. Humans, are such pathetic creatures. They will never be able to understand each other, not unless they've learnt true despair. Emotions, feelings; they all lead to another and finally serving as the reason and passion of ones judgement. Judgement day to the way i see it, will be in the hands of humans; suffice to say, that may just be the true meaning of free will; having the power to decide. The world will end someday, hopefully they will learn the meaning of pain before it does.
Maybe at least, there be true peace having being nothing left.....

Adventures in KL

From Bukit Bintang to Times Square, from Times Square to Low Yat mall, from Low Yat mall to
Pavillion, From Pavillion to KLCC, and lastly Amcorp mall. From evening till night, and now im finally home. Sure the day was entertaining. Operation LALA bag failed, guess the time will come when it be found and bought by me. The night grows weary, soon it be dawn. My insides exhausted, lost focus to the point where even Celine Dion sounded out of tune. Well, thanks... i loved today.

The late late nights...

Possibilities of non-existence, finally had Norah Jones and her blues back on my radio. The night is still young, for me at least. Fridge being silent tonight, im feeling unease. Hungry for supper, yet my stubbornness or laziness is refraining me from fulfilling my tummy's call. I'm prompt to lose my way in all that high keys, the blues and the jazz. Though i'm glad i found my way back thanks to a drunk. I feel the rhythm, the will in me. I'm aware once again, of the difference between; like night and day, heaven and earth. I'm aware once again, of my resolve. My cigarette by the ashtray, lit. Im calling for help, beneath that darkness and all that messy feelings. I FOUND MY WAY.

Back and inspired by the toilet bowl.

Inspired by my toilet bowl, now im finally back. Constantly replaying songs from my I-tunes, staring at cutes on friendster; the sky pours and the sun hidden from view. My life seems back on fool's end. Its my first day today, free from all stresses except from the fact that i'm not rotting enough. There are alot of things i wanted to know, at the same time there are alot of things i held dear that others have no complete idea of. Thats life and it's been awhile since Norah Jones and her blues last sang to my lonely nights. Im content, yet trying hard to disassociate myself from the rest of the world.

I wish to bring you the stars that shines,
to the edge of the universe,
And see a smile form to say I'm fine.
Even till the heavens burst,
and words don't ryhme....
i will be here to say these words to you,
"YOUR MINE."