pray

because sometimes there are no words.

had a feeling I could be someone...

Some songs are just so sad. The ones that have a somewhat happy, catchy tune to them are the worst.

Thought I'd figure out the timing to the song, since it's tricky to sing and maintain the rhythm. But after going through it about three times.. it made me sad. Oh well. those are the best kinds of songs I suppose. If they can make me feel.

There are apparently 2 ways people use music. One to reflect their mood, e.g. if you're happy and you know it.. play Unbelievable. The other to change their mood. e.g. you play Single Ladies when you get dumped. It's no wonder I have a large range of music.. but miss out the metal and angry-rap. Hmm. Can you say something is conspicuously missing? If it's missing can it be conspicuous? If it's conspicuous, can it be missing?

Ok sleep time. As sleep washes over me, tomorrow I shall wake up to... What a Wonderful World.

dream explosion.

The flurry of activity dies down. I don't know if I'd call it a flurry, or.. something more like a chicken running around without its head. Anyway. chicken is dead. I'm alive. While admitting to the fact that, unfortunately, I will be selling out and closing more doors than I will be opening. I peeked long and hard into some rooms, but maybe I'll find another way back some other time.

I suppose you just can't please some people. Can't juggle them dreams when you're not used to having.

But zooming out from all the details for a second, I get to do a little jig. For come mid-December, I will be gainfully employed. So ends the almost-six-month saga. Give thanks.

Now to work ass off and learn as fast as I possibly can. Zoomzoomzoom. BEEPBEEP.

what an affair.

It's awkward when you dream of someone in a quite the ridiculous situation, then you see/talk to the person the day after.. and you can't quite stop the mental giggling that juxtaposes the reality with the dream. The grin seems to want to spread, but since no one but you knows what's the big joke, it stays inside. Much like the rest of your strange thoughts. Oh well.

Crazy hell week has passed, and I'm wondering if anything will come out of it. This week is lots more relaxing. But then up bubbles this darn feelings that ack! i'm not doing enough. But perhaps, it's time to be responsible and actually do some work at the place i'm officially working. haha. Instead of dribs and drabs of work.

I wrote this some days ago. but never posted. so i shall post it. as a random blah post. there are other things to say. which will be said. soon.