Friday, December 30, 2005

Will I be 3rd time lucky?

Tuesday, December 27, 2005

If i could, I would. Replay every moment with you. It wouldn't be repeat, it would be bliss. Among brake lights, sorrow slowly drips into your heart through a pinhole, just like a faucet that leaks, and there is comfort in the sound, but while you debate half empty or half full, it slowly rises ; your love is gonna drown...

Saturday, December 24, 2005

It's been raining ever since; dramatic coincidence. The first three days of my 24th year alive, I have walked down Orchard Road everyday. Puddle strewn sidewalks of Orchard Road, christmas sights, christmas sounds, christmas people all around; everything fading into a giddy blur. A magnified feeling of helplessnes, which somehow makes me feel more alive than I have ever been.

"Logic will break your heart."
That's the name of the album by the Stills, which was added to my collection in 2003.

It often happens that you don't fully understand the significance of certain phrases until sometime later. "Logic will break your heart"

I can't guarantee it will work out in the end, but I know now for sure that I am serious and willing to give it my best shot.


"Love confounds all notion of time, effaces all memory of a beginning and all fears of an end"

Thursday, December 22, 2005

I woke up this morning crying. I feel so helpless. My parents came in and they thought I was sad about my results. Parents know nothing.
23 was a wonderful moment. 24 has brought me nothing but grief so far. I hate being 24. Why is it that we only learn how important something is to us only when we are about to lose it?

Everything changes in a moment
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Teardrops.
And it came to me then that every plan is a tiny prayer to father time
As I stared at my shoes in the ICU that reeked of piss and 409
And I rationed my breaths as I said to myself that I'd already taken too much today
As each descending peak of the LCD took you a little farther away from me

Amongst the vending machines and year-old magazines in a place where we only say goodbye
It stung like a violent wind that out memories depend on a faulty camera in our minds
But I knew that you were a truth I would rather lose than to have never lain beside at all
And I looked around at all the eyes on the ground as the TV entertained itself

'Cause there's no comfort in the waiting room
Just nervous pacers bracing for bad news
And then the nurse comes round and everyone will lift their heads
But I'm thinking of what Sarah said that "Love is watching someone die"

So who's going to watch you die?...

What Sarah Said - Ben Gibbard - Death Cab for Cutie.