I want to blog, but I do not know what to blog.
I want to talk, but I do not know how to speak.
I want to think, but I kept on dreaming.
I want to laugh, but I have nothing to laugh with.
I want to smile, but I do not know how to.
I want to play the piano, but I can't find any piece playable.
I want to compose, but because I do not know how to speak, therefore I do not know how to tell.
I want to dance, but my body feels so stiff.
I want to remember, but I kept forgetting.
I want to forget, but the memories haunt me.
I want to sleep, but I live a second life awake in my dreams.
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My place seems to be quite noisy at certain time of the day, eventhough the cube I'm in is always half empty most of the day. And I can't stand it. Well, it's not the noise, it's the conversations. I tend to eavesdrop into people's conversation =.="""" Yea, I listen to strangers talking but not to the person I'm talking to. Strange. Anyways, to anchor my mind from drifting into the sea of weird conversations so that I could concentrate on what I'm supposed to be working on, I listen to a song. Yes, only one song. And I'll hit the repeat button over and over again, throughout the day. It somehow blocks out the outside world and I'm by my own once again. Sometimes this song lasts a day. Sometimes a week and sometimes even longer. Latest song is this...
I like the piano accompaniment. It sounds very melancholy and selamba...