[ 04012004 12.36am | disorientation ]
all i know is i'm lost without you
i'm not gonna lie
how'm i gonna be strong without you
i need you by my side
training. which i was one hour late for. met shen, who made me wait as usual. wondering if i can go for a stayover tomorrow. school. starts monday. tuition. have to fix a day as soon as my timetable is set. driving. gotta pick it up again.
new years resolution. not to fall. behind. in work. in life. in things i do. to put things in perspective. prioritise. to sleep early. to get my life back into shape.
today is a song day. went on a downloading spree. hope i dont get fined or something.
i'm here without you baby
but you're still on my lonely mind
i think about you baby
and i dream about you all the time
i'm here without you baby
but you're still with me in my dreams
finally managed to catch up with mingwei! took a stroll along the singapore riverside. hes so taken with the view there... its kinda touching to see a singaporean actually so in love with singapore. well. guess thats why he's a government scholar. *shrugz* =)
parents are back. once again, i cant decide if i'm happy or sad that they are back... heh... sad... cos my havocing is over. but then, school starts monday. so i guess its good.
ran into my cousin today in orchard. we have set to meet up with yan one day. one day... when ever that will be...
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Sunday, January 04, 2004
Friday, January 02, 2004
[ 02012004 2.29pm | flat- ]
We're leaving here tonight
There's no need to tell anyone
They'd only hold us down
So by the morning's light
We'll be half way to anywhere
Where no one needs a reason
Forget this life
Come with me
Don't look back you're safe now
Unlock your heart
Drop your guard
No one's left to stop you
what is it about songs... lyrics, that just seem able to hit that exact point...
songs... the beauty of songs is that they can capture, emulate what you are feeling... put the intangible down into words, kind of give it a form. and add the correct melody and rhythm... you can do anything from breaking a heart to lifting a broken spirit.
songs... ever experienced... hearing a song, and you inexplicably get pulled back in time to a significant moment when you last heard that song. you can see every detail of that moment, you can taste, feel, smell... everything... that is gone. it becomes alive again, even if only in your mind.
escapism? only if you use it to forget about the reality and choose to live in them. which is so tempting.
maybe thats why i like quoting. sometimes other people can put what you're feeling more aptly. and it is comforting, in a strange way, to know that what you are feeling, although it may be alien to you, isnt alien to this world. the danger of living vicariously...
We're leaving here tonight
There's no need to tell anyone
They'd only hold us down
So by the morning's light
We'll be half way to anywhere
Where no one needs a reason
Forget this life
Come with me
Don't look back you're safe now
Unlock your heart
Drop your guard
No one's left to stop you
what is it about songs... lyrics, that just seem able to hit that exact point...
songs... the beauty of songs is that they can capture, emulate what you are feeling... put the intangible down into words, kind of give it a form. and add the correct melody and rhythm... you can do anything from breaking a heart to lifting a broken spirit.
songs... ever experienced... hearing a song, and you inexplicably get pulled back in time to a significant moment when you last heard that song. you can see every detail of that moment, you can taste, feel, smell... everything... that is gone. it becomes alive again, even if only in your mind.
escapism? only if you use it to forget about the reality and choose to live in them. which is so tempting.
maybe thats why i like quoting. sometimes other people can put what you're feeling more aptly. and it is comforting, in a strange way, to know that what you are feeling, although it may be alien to you, isnt alien to this world. the danger of living vicariously...
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