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Tuesday, October 28, 2008


i rmb the feeling of being stressed over the lack of urgency and.. stress.

it felt like not so long ago.

hai..... omg i'm feeling bogged down with projects again..
i rly rly rly wanna run away. geog lessons always give me this feeling.

he'll show all those pictures he took himself from all over the world.. pastures in australia, the narnia beach in new zealand, yosemite in america, rock formations in spain, rivers in japan, glacier-formed formations in england.. omg i just feel like I NEED TO BE DOING THAT.
i long for the strange feeling of being lost and happy at the same time, being able to be a child all over again-exclaim in amazement about something that is only cement and gloss in singapore, eat expensive food and not feel bad, eat cheap food and feel like its still the best on earth, buy things you know are useless and wake up every morning knowing you're gna do smth or see smth NEW today. smth fresh, ambiguous, wonderous.
i need to eat ice cream in fbts and a thick jacket when its 10 degrees, and have takoyaki at a road side stall and laugh about things like, how strange we look among all those suits and ties.
make a fool of myself by taking crazy pictures of goodlooking boys and men, becoming extremely happy that a cute school boy said DOZO to me... trying to converse with old and friendly people in they're language, only to realise its not really possible and then start to flap your hands and speak funnily, desperate to be understood. then feel accomplished that they found you cute.

i need to be among the babble of a strange language, to be put out of place, to feel like something has left an imprint in my heart and my memory.





there's this crazy yearning in my heart to leave this place.. anywhere.
i wanna go to the beach in tioman, desaru, rendang and lie there with my mp3 and my book
and smell the sea breeze.
omg is that so difficult.. i'm so desperate, i would go on my own if only my parents allowed me to.
just looking at pictures make me feel like... omg why are you still here?

just anywhere but here, please.



6:59 PM

KANJANI!

liting!

If you can't get rid of the skeleton in your closet, you'd best teach it to dance.

EITO!


PAAAAAN!


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