Friday, April 06, 2007
aiya nights always bring on the emo times boredom almost always brings along the a'loneliness hmm first night i've been so free in a while no company for mj,stayovers,matches or drinks
"think" "think"
playing my wholeeeee collection of coldplay music juz to bring the emo to the nxt lvl clocks..confusion nvr stops fix you---fix meeeeeee warning SignS! hardest part THE scientist---> yelloWWWWW T-R-O-U-B-L-E ladder to the sun
freakily missing something when ur feeling weird all the songs seems to be talking to/bout you
the problem is i've got no idea what i'm emoing over...cld be the army
yeah so i'm enlisting nxt thurs(and i tot it was on wed!) and truthfully speaking i dont really give a damm bout what they do to u inside i think i'm more than capable of handling it w/o getting into shit loads of trouble and i'm more than ready to leave my hair behind(dont know y but i'm REALLY READY to shave) maybe i dont like to leave my freedom behind maybe i'm afraid of the nighmare of aj recurring maybe i'm afraid of being left behind maybe maybes
go watch freedom writers really good plus...in certain ways it sorta struck a chord with me
i just wished ppl wont be all so cynical--and tried to give themselves the excuse tt they are just being pragmatic and they would try to make a difference no matter how BIG or small i admire ppl like bono and the gates,even al gore who is doing his lil battle raising awareness for global warming ppl behind ONE maketradefair and the thousand of other ppl that are doing their part for a genuine cause ppl that tries to make things difference no matter to millions to to just one..maybe THAT one i have never tried hard enough..nvr..and only i know it i just wished tt maybe i cld be someone tt cld make a difference
kinda make me think bout my blog too stuff here just seemed so insignificant compared to all the shit ppl out there are getting and dont we all blog to chronicle our lives and thoughts? or maybe just to make ourself feel just that lil more important tt someone if anyone cared sometimes i wished i would write a journal instaed of a blog and someone i truly trusted/even respected wld read it or maybe i just need to talk like coldplay sang
but then i wont get to see how we all grew up and moved on like how i managed to kinda revisit peeps lives mine included and see how we all ctnd with life...not necessary in the right direction
nobody said it was easy
am i part of this disease?
dont get me wrong i'm not sad it takes hellllll lots to bring me down i'm just like they said..being kuai lan
like how i'll feel embarassed/tickled/confused/pissed when i look back at the many prev posts i'm sure i'll feel something for this post when i move on a lil too
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