and to take my anger off things, i shall now introspect and think and realise how much i suck.

was talking to a friend just now, and bitching abt how bad (badbadbadddd) people are when they look down on others just ‘cos they arent as intelligent.

and later, i would bitch about the sheer idiocy of the NEwater conference.

the joy. the hypocrisy.

i hate.hatehatehatehate myself.

and it is official, once and again, i’ve lost a good “friend”

and i dedicate the post on Wednesday, 28th August 2002, 12.01am to you again.

think.

and why do i hurt so. why.

whywhywhywhywhy

questions without answers, like life, echo sliently throughout the wall-less vacuum of time.

Brief Lives is a very beautiful book. arguably, the best in the entire Sandman series with the probable exception of The Kindly Ones. the characters are so so poignant, so. so….

i’m not sure of any word that would do justice to it.

—-

Morpheus. on thessaly. i assume.

“She…”.

“She has decided she no longer loves me.”

“This is foolish. Why do i hurt so? I scarcely knew her. A handful of months, maybe more…”

“I keep thinking of her eyes, toward the end. Cold eyes, weighing me dispassionately, finding me wanting…And in the end, she told me. But i knew before she told me. It was there in her eyes.”

“She had decided she no longer loved me.”

happy teacher’s day lai chiang.

sometimes, you have to die just to live and it’s your madness that keeps you sane.

prettypretty words that describe you and me.

only that we don’t pick up on it.

congrats matthew, for the gic shortlist! yay!

which reminds me. i bought Coldplay’s Rush of Blood to the Head.

it;s prettypretty.

In my place, in my place

were lines that i couldn’t change

i was lost, oh yeah

i was lost, i was lost

crossed lines i shouldn’t have crossed

i was lost, oh yeah

yeah, how long must you wait for it?

yeah, how long must you pay for it?

yeah, how long must you wait for it?

i was scared, i was scared

tired and underprepared

but i’ll wait for you

if you go, if you go

and leave me down here on my own

then i’ll wait for you

yeah, how long must you wait for it?

yeah, how long must you pay for it?

yeah, how long must you wait for it?

please, please, please

come back and sing to me

to me, me

come on and sing it out, now, now

come on and sing it out, now, now

come back and sing

in my place, in my place

were lines that i couldn’t change

I was lost, oh yeah

oh yeah

In My Place – Coldplay