I squeeze smiles out of you!
me.
my life.
connect.
venting machine.
history.
A given
1985, east coast, servitude to the nation.
confused, clarity-hungry shapeshifter.
badminton, ktv, the bigscreen, slumber.
soccer, surfing, pool, relationships.
analytical & brain-churning communication.
GOD.
ecstatic_fogginess@yahoo.com.sg
Recent addictions
automobiles
books
fitness
Subway
any other stuff??
Sunday, May 21, 2006
2:52 am
The cold-calling ordeal. The brave cooks. The wonderful bus-stop. The transferring of data is now done. The double blow, and the picking of myself up. The cancelled appointments today. The wonderment of having to share your life, at home. The paradigm shift in my take on relating to the divine. The silliness of flippantly discarding cash; and missing a considerable portion of a work of entertainment. The idolizing of Buakaw and Donnie Yen. The end of relaxing is the beginning of work.
But work itself can always still incorporate some improvised fun!
And since this is the very time; the only time we'd really have as young adults to lose ourselves entirely in the pleasures of our carefree days (or what remains of it), why not take it past the capped ceiling and explode through all thresholds? These transition periods sandwiched between the important stations of life- school, army, work.. all make for maximum enjoying... But none of such long lull periods in all my history on earth can really match up to the level of Wild I'm going through right now!!~ So it IS worthwhile, duh. Afterwhich, I'll slide back into some mundane seclusion and have that dignified conduct once more.
I received my letter of acceptance already. THANK GOD. I still wanta appeal to SMU though hehe. Why did Elliott have to follow in Arsenal's footsteps? Sobbed.
Whenever one gets drunk, his senses get impaired and all else that poses as a direct opposite to what his stupor stands for gets bulldozed aside as pointless and unworthy to be considered. The very reason why every one person is unwavering in at least one or two of their values on any issue of life: emotional, spiritual, social or intellectual etc, goes to show that everyone is in one way or another....intoxicated. Obdurate and myopic. Unclear and uncertain. Proud and shut up. Drunk in their own right. In their own playground.
Something so promising, yet so fragile. Fear of loss?
Someone just flicked the switch. Not the other one though.
You can't just want it to last.
We don't take chances anymore.
We construct them.
(Irritated by some horrific struggles. You're just space. My plastic adversary.)
doodled
XD
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