And I've got to do something about it cos I don't want to give in! Yes I know I sound anorexic. Hahaha but it's a health thing not a vanity thing.
And when you get cravings you really just want to eat anything around you that looks tasty. Aaah.
Have..to...control...
It's like when Jason brought back those corn things from Indonesia. I wouldn't stop eating it but reminded myself not to get hooked cos it's from another country and I wouldn't be able to get it once it's finished. Food food food.
Double meanings.
8:15 PM
I realise that I think too much most of the time.
Maybe it's helpful to stop over thinking things.
4:54 PM
Monday, November 09, 2009
Give It Up To Me
I must say, going back sure is nostalgic. Kind of like a phew-i'm-so-glad-I'm-past-this-stage kind of nostalgia. The good kind!
I'm tired though - I've got a really really busy week ahead. Aurgh. That's probably why I'm not going to type much for this small post.
Ah wells...
Love will keep us alive...
10:41 PM
Saturday, November 07, 2009
Sis: I want to highlight my hair blue
Mom: Yeah! Add purple and it will be nice.
Sis: I was expecting a different reaction.
5:17 PM
Friday, November 06, 2009
I realised that this skin is really apt. The mood and everything.
I wonder why Poe was obssessed with death. I guess it's because he was kind of a psycho anyway - one that could write well though.
I've thought of death as an escape. An escape from reality, rather than an end to it. Maybe people need an escape from life and reality. I don't think I fear death if it happens to me. I only fear it happening to others around me.
'Why are you so morbid?'
I guess Vig would know.
Sigh. The weekend's here but I'm somehow not as happy as I thought I would be.
9:47 PM
Wednesday, November 04, 2009
Without trust, closeness is impossible.
Sounds so simple and 'Duh-you-mean-you-just-realised-that', but it's in fact something that is so vital in human relations.
You can see my heart beating..
Anyway, I realised that it's nearing the end of the year. Wow. Time really does march past.
Thought of the day: Time.
Time as a theme is very interesting. It can become so-called a theme because of what we make of it and not because of what it really is.
What is time, really?
time(tm)n.
1.
a. A nonspatial continuum in which events occur in apparently irreversible succession from the past through the present to the future.
b. An interval separating two points on this continuum; a duration: a long time since the last war; passed the time reading.
c. A number, as of years, days, or minutes, representing such an interval: ran the course in a time just under four minutes.
d. A similar number representing a specific point on this continuum, reckoned in hours and minutes: checked her watch and recorded the time, 6:17 a.m.
e. A system by which such intervals are measured or such numbers are reckoned: solar time.
I use the term 'we' very loosely, so ok I shall use 'I'.
I like to see time as a theme - taking a physical appearance. And in this physical appearance would (Gary don't sigh) contain a hybrid of our past, present, and future.
It would be twisted, malformed and probably unrecognisable. I'm looking at time as a perception and not as an entity.
Just as the beat of the drum matches the rhythm of the heart. Plunge deep into the centre of the equilibrium and shatter the continuum.
We were kids.
'People only believe what they want to believe.'
'People fear the unknown. People laugh at the perils of others. People... are people.'
Only people who know me well will know when I'm bull shitting and when I'm not ;p
m)n.