April 2009
1 post
oh god
i love you.
i do.
please come back to me.
March 2009
3 posts
untouchable heart
‘idiosyncratic’ is best used to describe the heart
without rhyme or reason
defying logic even
despite all the things i think i might not like about you
i don’t just like you
i love you
and that’s the heart
an untouchable heart
because of you
it’s amazing the way you’ve made me feel
now i know how precious that tingle is
never rang since you
living a life for today, but also for tomorrow
perhaps she’s a sign that god has given me, a gentle reminder that the future is inevitable.
everytime i see her, it makes me re-think my actions. i should be headed in a different direction cos that’s not where i want to be.
beauty fades away. i don’t want to be sad and lonely.
awfully sick & tired
it really sucks to be feeling like this
so awfully tired
and aching everywhere
and being sick for one whole month
all i really want is some rest
but no rest is in sight
it’s just gonna get busier
but it’s okay
i know we adapt
we all adapt
someday
i’ll be
SUPERMANDY.
February 2009
15 posts
wait not for the best time
yesterday i had a realization
there’s such thing as a best time
to get something done
however i musn’t wait my whole life to do it
i should just do it
or i will never get to it
just do it
just think it
it is fantastic to be alive.
blessings
i don’t wish to call it luck
it isn’t a coincidence
it is faith
it is a faith that goods things happen to me
misunderstood
the price of being free-spirited.
listen
if you don’t listen
i won’t talk
and baby
i don’t even talk that much.
haven't fallen
it’s been a long time
since my heart has fallen
or even vaguely felt a tug
i miss that feeling
the skip of the heart
the anticipation
the ridiculous frequency of checking of the hp
what has happened?
the demands
fact is
people do want something from you all the time
and that’s okay
in giving what you want
i’m becoming who i want to be as well
and these days
all i want is to rest
i don’t care if you like me
or if you don’t
if you’re happy or if you’re not
because honestly
i am just too tired.
overhaul
last night will be the last party, in a long long time (with the exception of mega parties like the white party)
at least until i come back from US & China.
i will stay fucking focused.
i have places to go, things to accomplish, myself to be held accountable to.
no more senselessness please.
for a moment, last night, i thought i didn’t like girls. lol.
waking every morning
these days i wake every morning feeling like i’ve been hit by a truck.
everything’s aching, everything’s burning, everything’s creaky.
i wake up feeling like i’ve spent a year elsewhere, in another dimension. my dreams take me across places, time and reality.
maybe it’s the late nights.
or the excessive alcohol.
or the unnecessary cigarettes.
or just the...
what an awesome white party
the white party was super awesome!
i loved the wrestling.
i loved the mad dancing.
i even loved the sweaty sticky feeling.
i loved dancing with picky.
i loved smiling at random girls.
i loved the great company.
i loved the crazy remixes.
i loved squeezing with 6 other people in the car and singing love ballads at the top of our lungs.
i loved early morning suppers.
what a fabulous night.
i didn't party last night
i am becoming a saint.
photography?
was at clarke quay with a friend recently and she had a dslr with her.
it was fascinating to see the different controls and adjustments one can and needs to make with a dslr in order to get a nice picture, or a desired effect.
perhaps the beauty of photography is just being able to grab the camera and head anywhere alone to capture pretty shots.
sounds like a good avenue for melancholic times.
my relationship with alcohol
alcohol.
i like it.
it loosens me up.
i hate it.
it makes me do stupid things.
i like doing stupid things.
i don’t do enough stupid things.
“FATHER FORGETS
Listen, son; I am saying this as you lie asleep, one little paw...”
– W. Livingston Larned condensed as in “Readers Digest”
tumblr. seems really neat.
hello world.
