Monday, June 25, 2007

What I mean is...

There are days where you feel totally powerless. Totally useless,
like a failure and like the earth deserved to swallow you like a bowl of hot soup for the starved? Well, today has been one of those days.
I feel like i've been buffeted a whole bunch of goodies and a time bomb of a plate and I'm maxing both of them out. religion, dance, music, events, friends, school... OH SCHOOL. i don't even know how i'm finding time to write this. i should go.
later.

hug the next person you see.
then say i love you to the next

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Friday, June 22, 2007

i see stars.

no wait cows, or.... turtles?...
caffine, sugar, coffee... coffee... muffins... more sweets and then more coffee.
And freakin good music.
Elsa you are a genius. I can't get over it.
Will I ever be good enough?
I just wanna sing. dance.
be good enough.
put a smile on your face when i sing,
if I sang for you.
Would you smile?
Pulling at my heart strings.
Music does it all to me.
It's better than drugs.
It's probably better than sex.
When you love something this much, nothing else substitutes that hunger you've been able to even slightly satusfied, the lucky ones get more than a glimpse. more than a taste. but are also left more high and dry than the not so lucky ones.
Oh how i crave...
Love. Thank goodness I have it all the time with me.
I will keep chasing.
I will never be satisfied. But that's okay,
because I like wanting more.
Of you, of Love, of this.
How beautiful this all is.
don't ever leave me.




have I already left?


And so I'm going to start a video blog soon,
in light of my new laptop and phone.
Wow. i seriously spoil myself.
WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA
oh oh shit... i can't feel my fingers.
so.... cold... crave... home...


okauy will let you guys know about the video blog soon!
who m i talkin to la. no one reads this blog.
*rolls eyes and falls off chair*

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Thursday, June 21, 2007

tonight i feel all emotional.

there's something about hanging out with yourself with the air-con blowin right at you and there's a distinctive piano playing on a majority of the tracks you're running on your playlists. A million places you should be at but you're just sitting at home. choosing to freeze ur butt off, stuffing yourself with anything you can get your hands on. Thinking of ways to make yourself feel slightly more significant, but findinging more depth in the pathetic notion you have to look for this significance.
Don't get me wrong, I've had a good day, I get my new handphone AND MacBook on friday. I can't wait. i'll be renewed. I know it.
I'd love to continue whining, but the words in front of my face are fuzzing up. So maybe i'll just call it a night.

In need of a little humanity.

Please dont leave me.

"Slaps forehead" pathetic..... *walks off*

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Saturday, June 16, 2007

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Thursday, June 14, 2007

10 items or less.

1...2...3,4,5,6...7,8,9...10...11,12,13,14

Now I'm not one to be picky or impatient,
And while I'm standing in line alone carrying way to many things, I can't help but count the number of items the lady two persons in front of me has in her basket.
I look above me at the "Express Counter" sign that even the daftly blind would notice.
The cashier wouldn't tell her she's at the wrong counter,
she's spent almost a hundred bucks, and all the other cashier queues are long.
The couple in front of me get comfortable and the girl lovingly whines that this is supposed to be the express lane.
Now typically I would chuckle and think something not so nice to psych myself out of my secret jealousy on their happiness, but i'm slightly amused by the caucasian's sudden change in expression as she now, slightly snobishly, expresses (in what she thinks is a subtle but is actually stage whisperingly loud) her innocently ignorant mistake. This is in response to the cashier requesting for her to que in the right lane during her next purchase or visit. Cashier: 1, Lady: 0

"That'll be $4.95"
"I don't need a plastic bag, thanks"

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Monday, June 11, 2007

Take Your Pick.

Two passions are better than one?
Maybe. maybe not.
I hate having to choose. which do I wanna focus on more.
That's the problem with the lack of focus. the lack of discipline to pursue ONE thing. Stay true to that ONE thing and aim for ONE common goal.
(and being a better person doesn't count. alot of things constitute to being a better person)
I always retreat to a hiding place and think for hours about the dumbest things I could've just used mere actions to dispel and recreate something more that I wanted.
Maybe i just don't know what I'm talking about becuase I've had two long days. I can't wait to dance tomorrow.
WCO is amazing.
I wanna be a better dancer.
I wanna be a better dancer
I wanna be a better dancer.
I wanna be a better person (doh!)
I wanna be a betttteeerr dannncceerrr.

so.............

dont cry... and if you must, let the tears fall so freely attached with the emotion you so desperately cling to so as to create an obstacle one must endure thus making life more seemingly dramatic and emphasized. drama generation we are.

one squid project, one photography project, one meeting with a teacher, three PPP sessions and four KG to lose.

if i'm random
it's on

purpose.



:)

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Friday, June 01, 2007

i'm trying.

I believe in letting my tears fall,
Encourage freedom of speech.
Practice whatever I preach.

I wouldn't hold it against you,
if you had any difficulty at all,
living life on the edge,
so afraid of the fall,
Or the possibility of falling,
no how could I condemn,
being cautious of hurting,
Trust these days grow so thin.

But as much as I try,
As I brag and I boast,
Come one time or another,
where I feel I'm alone.

I'm not complaining, or whining,
that there's not enough noise,
I'm a Khoo girl you know...
there's too much, I suppose.

So sometimes when I smile,
with bits of pain in my eyes,
It's not that I'm lying,
Pain's no great sacrifice.
Rather take it I'm trying,
to suffice how I feel,
So I don't spoil the mood,
to let everyone be.

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