Where the wild things are

I had the awesomest most surreal technicolored dream today which was probably brought on by the delirium I was in last night from drinking too much wine just hours before. The world was crazy in my dream, like crazy wonderful sort of crazy. There were train rides, alien-like scenic surroundings made up of undulating bodies of water and mountains with people floating on them and my pri school canteen and a dancing scrabble boardgame with katy perry singing in the background. I woke up seriously impressed with myself. Probably the next best dream after the anime action sequence I dreamnt of a few weeks before where I conjured up new moves and powers never seen before in the sky between two anime characters that were a cross-bred between a toad and dragon and I think there was a space ship somewhere in the mix of things. I wish I could stay in my head a bit longer sometimes. Reality is nothing but a stark contrast to what goes on in my own dimension.

You said you would love me until you die, but as far as I know you're still alive

The picnic was pretty and all and I love the cake we baked but everything sort of went wrong,(rain, monkeys, taxi who abandoned us etc..). I reallyreallyreally wanted to picnic on the grass but the stupid rain spoiled that for me. Next year we're just going to stuff our faces in some atas cafe and yak the day away.

displaced

(shot from last year)

I would like to disappear alone to somewhere distant with seasons and strangers and mystery. I would like to cave into myself and curl up there with my eyes shut. I would like to stop feeling so...displaced even though I'm doing okay with what I have now.

I say the right things, but act the wrong way, I like it right here, but I cannot stay

(picture taken at upper pierce reservoir, and no that's not me in the shot)

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Playlist November;

Hard to explain by The Strokes

Bone Dry by A B & The Sea

I'm Shakin by Rooney

Bus Stop by Basement Birds

Twenty One by Mystery Jets

Yes and No by The Shivers

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Feels like a grim grey month and so does my playlist. I've been a wreck this week partly because I allowed myself to be and mainly because I needed to be. I might be flying on Tuesday to BKK and then to HK the upcoming Tuesday, so yes, let me make a mess of myself while I can when I'm home cause overseas it will just be workworkwork.

Conversation with self

At this moment, all I can do is sit here and breathe. At this moment, everything else is a little out of reach. This is all I can do. Nothing else. And you would have to accept that, cause I'm doing all that I can do, even if it's drastically less than what I can actually do. In a few moments, I might get out of this bed and get dressed up. Maybe even do it with a spring in my step. But not now. For now, everything just feels too hard.

In a strange room

I read somewhere that said people read for 2 reasons, one being that they liked reading and the other reason being that they could tell people they read. So here I am shamelessly fulfilling the 2nd reason,hah.

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"He watches, but what he sees isn't real to him. Too much travelling and placelessness have put him outside everything, so that history happens elsewhere, it has nothing to do with him. He is only passing through. Maybe horror is felt more easily from home. This is both a redemption and an affliction, he doesn't carry any abstract moral burdens but their absence is represented for him by the succession of flyblown and featureless rooms he sleeps in, night after night, always changing but somehow always the same room."

- In a strange room by Damon Galgut

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When you're lucid, you're the sweetest thing

Hong Kong for the 6th time.

I've been trying to salvage the pictures I destroyed but it hasn't quite worked out that way. Note to self; next time, prepare backups!

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(yesterday, while buying tickets to watch 'Due Date' at Cinileisure)

Jenson: Do you have promos for students?

Lady behind the counter: No

Jenson: Safra?

Lady behind the counter: No

Jenson: GV member?

.......... Wy and I had nothing to say.

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& I know I haven't said this, but HAPPY BIRTHDAY WY! &&&&& guess what I dug out? My frienster testimonial for her! (Srsly, I once wrote like that? Really???!)

Cassandra 2004-04-18

'yox!!haha..tis gal ar..beri pro in badminton one lor..ply wif her ar..almos any angle also can hit.she is a beri gd fren..remember tt time gd fridae...sho pathetic..onli 2 of us go prison..haha..she oso like bullyin me..along wif regina they all..haiz.....out of two stinkin packets of m&n i onli gt 2!!!!!wth lor..haiz... but i beri gd wan alwaes forgib them..hehe..she oso beri smart and cheerful wan..so ya...peace!'

(us standing in the middle of a field like dumb and dumber, circa 2006.)

All I want to say is, I'm so glad we are so much cooler now. Here's to another 6 years of courtship!