if the sky falls on my head while i am chasing butterflies, so be it
every moment, every turning point, every romantic encounter in life, has been marked with a distinct song. our frailties, dreamy encounters and setbacks are always reflected with a soundtrack- a tune which brings us back, a button that allows us to freeze time and playback all those precious moments, good or bad.
Saturday, January 28, 2006
Friday, January 27, 2006
Shit happened. I thought I could handle it. Sunny disposition, Mr Brightside and all. It's all a mess now. People tell me she's nothing special. Lots of girls out there. She is special, to me. I absolutely adore her. I can truly be myself when I am with her. I want to improve, to be a better person,for her.I dunno what I am doing anymore. I walked about in a daze today. Got hit by a van crossing the road. I left my handphone at the YIH canteen, went to the library, went around searching for it, and missed soccer training. People find it hard to believe that I can be so sad, and so I smile to them and try to be normal, mr brightside, where's the fucking bright side? I am grateful people care, but do they understand? I am losing touch with my childhood friends. Grown apart. Yasa came back from Australia today. And where did they go? To the Nightclub, for the girls.
I just want to get drunk and wasted. Then maybe the pain will go away.
All I wanted was to see you smile. To share your sorrows. Punch me if you feel like doing. Don't say your heart is cold, or worse, call yourself a bitch. You are not. I never meant to put you in a spot. Your parents have already succeeded in tearing us apart. I know you still care. Why force your heart to become cold as well? I will still treat you as Kaori, the friend I can share all my thoughts with and I hope it stays the same for you.
Monday, January 23, 2006
After training in the mud, the rest of Sunday looms ahead. It seems like I am destined to spend it in bed listening to sad songs. Mr Brightside should be changed to Mr Melloncollie.
Serendipity; Fate; Coincidence. Random, unpredictable events. How unfortunate that we can only rely on them to see each other. Unexpected occurences surely make for precious moments.
Friday, January 20, 2006
Tears are forthcoming. Salty tears, like seawater. It occured to me that perhaps the oceans are filled with tears.
Thursday, January 19, 2006
10 hrs and already the pangs hit. The game later is a hassle. Memory is a gift that can also be an awful curse.
It is hard to get to sleep. I hate myself. I refuse to give up. Is that turning the sweet memories of what we had bitter? I wish I had the answers. It must be so fucking tough on you. I wish I didn't have to make it tougher. It's a fucked up life.
Monday, January 16, 2006
Soccer is good for me. It leaves me exhausted. Too exhausted to think and worry or feel sad. After dinner last night, i fall asleep in a flash in front of the TV as Man Utd crash 3-1 to Man City. I woke up this morning, two hours ago and the sky is so blue and it will probably be a beautiful day but I don't feel keen to do anything at all. There's church, but I figure I don't want to go there anymore. It's just this place with people or should I call them friends? who talk about nothing but God; Jesus, trust everything in Him. They are good people, no doubt but it gets a bit boring. Would they be able to be as pious and God-loving had they not been born into such privileged lives? The fact is, Singapore is an oasis in a world which is very much screwed up. Trust everything in Him? Take a good look at the world today. What was God doing when the tsunami struck? Where is the God in the starving children in Africa. Stop playing chess with the Angels! I am not blaming God or pointing fingers or anything, it's just that I think the church has implanted a skewed image of the world in the minds of some people. Worship him? Isn't it all selfishness? So we will be blessed? I know I pray for things to happen. I am selfish. Human.
Saturday, January 14, 2006
The sun came back today. And yet I don't feel the sunshine. I went to the national library after school. Nothing much.The days somehow feel really empty. This morning my mum asked me if i needed money to buy clothes for new year. But I only want to go with you.
I don't urgently have a need for new clothes. I need a shoe bag more. 4 Days.
Friday, January 13, 2006
Thursday, January 12, 2006
2 days.
And the rain continues. Training today in MPSH1 was extremely tiring. At the end of the 3rd set, my heart was beating so fast it was painful. Managed to finish the 4th and final set; It was a struggle. I can only count down the days......
Wednesday, January 11, 2006
I hope you dance.
Lee Ann Womack "I hope you dance"
I hope you never lose your sense of wonder,
You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger,
May you never take one single breath for granted,
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed,
I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean,
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens,
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance,
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance.
I hope you dance....I hope you dance.
I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance,
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Living might mean taking chances but they're worth taking,
Loving might be a mistake but it's worth making,
Don't let some hell bent heart leave you bitter,
When you come close to selling out reconsider,
Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance,
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance.
I hope you dance....I hope you dance.
I hope you dance....I hope you dance.
(Time is a wheel in constant motion always rolling us along,
Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder where those years have gone.)
you know it is love or something like it when you want to share everything with her, even her pain. You know it is love when you can't stop thinking about her. You know it is love when you'd rather be in a relationship but apart than not in a relationship at all. But, most of all, you know it is love when your happiness is dependant upon hers. At least that's how I know.
If the days won't allow us to see each other, memories will, and if my eyes cannot see you, my heart will not forget you
Monday, January 09, 2006
Monday, January 02, 2006
Close to you, we watched the sky light up in different colours.
A whiff of shampoo, a small, warm feeling of bliss.
"So this is the new year.
and i don't feel any different.
the clanking of crystal
explosions off in the distance
so this is the new year
and I have no resolutions
for self- assigned penance
for problems with easy solutions
so everybody put your best suit or dress on
let's make believe that we are wealthy for just this once
lighting firecrackers off on the front lawn
as thirty dialogues bleed into one
i wish the world was flat like the old days
then i could travel just by folding a map
no more airplanes, or speedtrains, or freeways
there'd be no distance that can hold us back.
there'd be no distance that could hold us back
so this is the new year
-"The New Year", Deathcab For Cutie