so in love with her voice.
it is the first thing, only thing and the last thing i play when i get home. the lazy effortless vibes, almost etheral at times. and she is so stunningly beautiful i am in love.



sometimes i am disgusted at myself, the way i have to be nice to someone i utterly despise, dislike, detest (and sometimes feel briefly sorry for). the way i feel obliged to respond in a way i know would not displease you. why should your false sense of happiness determine MINE? your happiness should not have anything to do with me, because i could really not care less about you.

how can a wise ruler leave such an important task to be done on his dying bed?! cough cough cough and then die at the criticial moment. and why oh why, with all the good food and medical care they receive, are some of them permenantly sickly? faint at every chance they get.

oh you, period dramas.

finally figured the reason for the clutter in my room is the absence of a bin. dawned on me when it appears that i am merciless when it comes to conviniently dumping stuff from my work desk. decided to place a plastic bag as a makeshift bin. ugly die my room :(

also not caring so much about trees nowadays. /apologetic

the surprise i get when someone comes up with a random true fact about me; whether it was an observation or when it had been a fleeting thought i forgot i had told anyone. makes me happy. i.e it is true i feel happier eating disgusting things that appears to healthier.
well... yep.

updating music is keeping me up. psyched unzipping the folders. heeh.
i think i might have jinxed myself by posting about my smooth sleeping nights; now so awake i had went through 2 albums and read extensively about useless stuff on the internet.

have some gore films in my hdd.
would like company for happy queasy times. no fun to watch by my lonesome :\

love playing this song right before i sleep.
sleep has been really good of late. rarely do i wake up at odd timings. I FEEL SO THANKFUL. finally awake when i should be.

after a month of hiatus, i got back behind the wheel and continue giving my instructor the rides of his life. his common phrase is "哎呀..吓死我了.." i have a terrible judgement of distance and speed and impossible hand-eye coordination. anyone can testify to that. :| i had been rated the lowest on my spatial intelligence on a psychological test.

fwah.
i thought. i seriously thought there was something fleeing from the side of my eyes.
TWICE.

it must be fatigue.
i am hardly awake at any one time; my attempts at sleep have been a daily dismal failure. i sleep and wake having thoughts and fears haunting my mind. all these unnecessities.

scatterfugginbrain. boyohboy, the last thing i want to be.
i prefer it whole and useful. i rehearsed and repeated and still; i forget. i miss. i slip. i fail. i stumble. and tears. those shameful tears. burns the skin and scars the face.

okay, hope reading puts me in a sleepier mood.

loving my hoots.

hoots on my ears, fingers, and neck. all my little hoots, from people i adore to the very core of my bones. i hoot you!
*hoots are my growing collection of owls - of which i contribute very little to.

hello, i occasionally drop by to sprout some nonsense in this neglected space. i am nt even going to fix the blog header.. yet. been having a tight calendar in the first month of 2012. earlier bedtimes are needed, effectively killing the time i spend with toshiba.

if i call my iphone and an iphone, ill give my toshiba the same respect lol
nonsense.
i think i need to sleep now.

cause its a bittersweet symphony, this life.