Thursday, August 21, 2008
" perhaps, perhaps. ; 7:47 PM "
Amazing timing, spot on.
I'd say disinterest is subjective. One person's view of disinterest may be a cold stare, while another person's view would be incessant chatter but vile comments afterwards. I don't know which view I would prefer. A cold stare is definitely more straight-forward, but vile comments, definitely less obvious. Whatever. Either way, disinterest disinterests me. I couldn't care less. I honestly do not care if you think that you're too cool to spend a morsel of your time with me, or that my conversational skills are too intertwining. I hope you find conversations about polky sticks, breasts and body odor a lot more fulfilling :D
I read somewhere. Okay Manasa'll know. I read Bungle's post about this (this, referring to this moment in life) as a moment of transience only. At this point, Stacie Orrico's "more to life" song pops up in my head and I feel only slightly nauseous, because I'm forced to remember her ugly blue/purple hair in the video. Well at least the song was good. And relevant. But, I want to know, is every moment in life transient? Even the good moments? Like the moments we want forever?
I guess transience is never a solid good or a solid bad thing. It's just a thing. And moments are just moments. Memory, remembrance. That's all there is to actually differentiating the good moments from the bad. So let me make things totally convenient and let me develop something I call SELECTIVE AMNESIA. I shall remember the good and shove out the bad. Not exactly healthy, I guess. But totally helpful.
But right now, more than ever in my life, I hope that this moment is a transient moment. And that when I wake up from deep sleep, a couple of weeks from now, or slightly more than a month from now, I'll feel way less nauseous.
I'd say disinterest is subjective. One person's view of disinterest may be a cold stare, while another person's view would be incessant chatter but vile comments afterwards. I don't know which view I would prefer. A cold stare is definitely more straight-forward, but vile comments, definitely less obvious. Whatever. Either way, disinterest disinterests me. I couldn't care less. I honestly do not care if you think that you're too cool to spend a morsel of your time with me, or that my conversational skills are too intertwining. I hope you find conversations about polky sticks, breasts and body odor a lot more fulfilling :D
I read somewhere. Okay Manasa'll know. I read Bungle's post about this (this, referring to this moment in life) as a moment of transience only. At this point, Stacie Orrico's "more to life" song pops up in my head and I feel only slightly nauseous, because I'm forced to remember her ugly blue/purple hair in the video. Well at least the song was good. And relevant. But, I want to know, is every moment in life transient? Even the good moments? Like the moments we want forever?
I guess transience is never a solid good or a solid bad thing. It's just a thing. And moments are just moments. Memory, remembrance. That's all there is to actually differentiating the good moments from the bad. So let me make things totally convenient and let me develop something I call SELECTIVE AMNESIA. I shall remember the good and shove out the bad. Not exactly healthy, I guess. But totally helpful.
But right now, more than ever in my life, I hope that this moment is a transient moment. And that when I wake up from deep sleep, a couple of weeks from now, or slightly more than a month from now, I'll feel way less nauseous.
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and by the way, please stop the whole fake-shit act.
if you're not INTERESTED in listening to ME, THEN DON'T !
and aren't i making life easier for you by not talking at all?
how easy can that get right?
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anyway, a big thank you to zihan.
and richson (-.-) and aliya!
i know i freaked out at that particular moment, but yeah, thanks for
not running away and eating potong ice-cream.
thank you for making lame jokes in the bus too.
right, so i'm feel quite inspired to understand POA.
my new tutor's coming in an hour.
hope she's nice and that she makes sense.
and i just watched 'he loves me, he loves me not'
it's a french film and it's freakaye!
it's about this obsessive girl running after her
cardiologist love-interest who looks like daniel craig! not hot please!
so yeah then it kind of gets super crazy and she does weird things
like stare into his window when he's home having sex with his wife.
freaky? VERY! haiyo.
then everybody should just be butt-ugly
so we don't get psycho stalkers!
ok it's all about PROS AND CONS!
and by the way, please stop the whole fake-shit act.
if you're not INTERESTED in listening to ME, THEN DON'T !
and aren't i making life easier for you by not talking at all?
how easy can that get right?
--
anyway, a big thank you to zihan.
and richson (-.-) and aliya!
i know i freaked out at that particular moment, but yeah, thanks for
not running away and eating potong ice-cream.
thank you for making lame jokes in the bus too.
right, so i'm feel quite inspired to understand POA.
my new tutor's coming in an hour.
hope she's nice and that she makes sense.
and i just watched 'he loves me, he loves me not'
it's a french film and it's freakaye!
it's about this obsessive girl running after her
cardiologist love-interest who looks like daniel craig! not hot please!
so yeah then it kind of gets super crazy and she does weird things
like stare into his window when he's home having sex with his wife.
freaky? VERY! haiyo.
then everybody should just be butt-ugly
so we don't get psycho stalkers!
ok it's all about PROS AND CONS!