7:56 post meridiem
7:30 PM Monday, July 7, 2008
7.56 post meridiem.
I so want an z200fd. OMG I love you z200fd.OMG I will trade my Alex Rider collection and Maximum Ride collection save up for you like crazy.And when I get you I will go crazy snapping pictures!That went overboard.sometimes when someone has hurt you you can't trust them to be nice to you again.no matter how nice they may seem.therefore it's best not to care.numbness rocks.Join the numbness movement. did you read the above gray bit?
now. close your eyes. darken your mind.
and erase it from your mind.
so as to not annoy, irritate, fluster, worry or upset you.
and today we went to rei's house!
I was terribly late.
And I bumped into Pamela while crawling under her.
And I love the udon's mushrooms.
And we managed to do
a little bit most of the work.
And Xinjie's friend, Sarah Liu, is
VERY guai.The type that I will never be.
I want to go to Antarctica now with my laptop and my handphone and a z200fd.
Where it is the darkest and most numbingly-cold.
Where I will be a nice and happy little iceberg.
And where it isn't dangerous to love.
And where it isn't stupid to protect your gadgets (since they are more in danger of dying than you)
Labels: books, camera, numb, random, sad
9:24 PM Thursday, July 3, 2008
Verse 1
I rememeber way back way back when
I said i never wanna see your face again
Cause you were loving yes you were loving somebody else
And i knew oh yes i knew i couldnt control myself
And now they bring you back into my life again
And so i put on a face just like your friends
But i think you know oh yes you know whats going on
Cause the feelings in me oh yes in me are burning strong
Chorus
But I will never be your stepping stone
Take it all or leave me alone
I will never be your stepping stone
Im standing upright on my own
Verse 2
You used call me up from time to time
And it would be so hard for me not to cross the line
The words of love lay on my lips just like a curse
And i knew oh yes i knew they'd only make it worse
And now you have the nerve to play along
Just like the mistro beats in your song
You get your kicks you get your kicks from playing me
And the less you give the more i want so foolishly
Chorus
But i will never be your stepping stone
Take it all or leave me alone
I will never be your stepping stone
Im standing upright on my own...
No i will never be your stepping stone
Take it all or leave me alone
I will never be your stepping stone
Im standing upright on my own
Never be your stepping stone
Take it all or leave me alone
I will never be your stepping stone
Im standing upright on my own
Go Duffy! You rock.
Btw sorry for leaving my blog to frost for a while, as I am currently entangled in an emotional mess.
Damn feelings.
Is that why I realise I've just become number?
You'll get a block of ice by sec4.
I promise.
Labels: music, numb
21:50:56
9:33 PM Sunday, May 18, 2008
SORRYSORRYSORRY I haven't been posting in like AGES. especially since like it's after the myas. Well nvm i shall start.
WE WENT TO DEMPSEY'S HILL TODAE IT WAS SO COOL we went to Jone's grocer or whatever it was called and OMG THE CAPPUCCINO IN THERE IS SO GOOD EVEN BETTER THAN STARBUCKS OR GELARE'S OR MCCAFE it's -toooot-ing good. Even the decaf rocked. I had like, 4? 5? cappuccinos before I finally decided to go(or rather was pushed out).
Ooh barracks has really good art. On the furniture, paper, DOORS, whatnot. The female toilet is called PUSSYcat and the male toilet is called COCKadoodle. OMG I dun think they take into account some innocent guaikia's souls when they 1.walk into the wrong toilet. 2. Realise the meaning suddenly.
But the toilets are cool.
A cubicle will have a quote inside. Something about the confusion and mess in this world. Some ANONYMOUS thingy. ooh anonymous. -looksatdeviantart- ok maybe not.
Labels: numb, random
12:15 PM Sunday, May 11, 2008
At first it was so fun
everything went well
everything was being shined on
by a bright yellow light
Now I know that's not true
the light was not from the sun
but an incandesent light bulb
it soon ran out of energy
A blanket thrown over me
everthing inside was dark and empty
I try to find my way out
but the thick velvet keeps me stuck inside
I feel suffocated
and I'm sure it isn't just me
I have no idea why I look outside
I find a knife
Is it going to help me
I slash futilely at the blanket
accidentally
slashing my own wrist
Suddenly
there is a feeling of pain
revertebrating
throughout my body
taking away the emotional pain inside
I welcome it, slashing my wrist
again, again, again.
The tears
locked inside for so long
come out with the blood
but I sob quietly
trying not to let anybody know
Does it work?
I have no idea
I can only hear faint voices
I am still deciphering what they mean
They all think they know that blanket over there
but they don't know what lies beneath
But don't come and save me
I think I like it better here
Anyway, most of it is deceit anyway
I don't care
I want to live in my world
I think it's so much better here
My blanket-my world.
Labels: angry, numb, poetry, sad, writing
4:41 PM Friday, May 9, 2008
Don't show me that face
That pair of glistening eyes
That blinding smile
I won't fall for that angelic look
Cos behind that
Lies a casanova.
I know these eyes
Are just a disguise
Gleaming eyes lie beneath
Sneering at me
No I'm not that stupid
I'm just playing the game
you wanna fight?
You wanna pretend?
Try
me.
Labels: angry, love, numb
Desolation
3:39 PM
I closed my eyes
There was this
Wind.
This pleasurable
Wind.
I felt it on my cheeks
Distracting me from
Life.
Taking you outta my
Life.
There was this feeling
That something wrong
Happened.
But I didnt know anything
Happened.
But when I opened my eyes
And saw this crack
Surprise
What I just felt was
Surprise
Then I realised
Your back was to
Me
You had just abandoned
Me
Then I realised
You were drifting
Away
We were slowly moving
Away
I looked around pathetically
And I felt as a shock
Desolation
I was stranded & filled with
Desolation
Labels: numb, poetry, sad, writing
8:42 PM Sunday, May 4, 2008
This is to a platonic friend. It's a HE. He's PLATONIC NO IDEAS PLEASE
You seem to be getting lonelier every day.
Your cheerful greeting has turned snappy.
I can't feel the vibe from you anymore
You've become cold.
You seem to have become numb
Like you don't want to feel anymore
Was it something that hurt you?
Or it could be just my imagination.
really. please tell me what has happened. I'm willing to be humiliated by the tagboard. dun worry. I've sent you an off9 message.
[edit]I'm sure you're alright now. Anyway, I won't care, for rmb, you're only a stranger to me. Can't believe I was so immature then to believe you.[/edit]
Labels: edit, immature, numb
Geog
10:36 AM Friday, May 2, 2008
I crapped the last question for geog. 3 down, 3 to go.
I have become numbMy eyes have glazed coldFrom the warm brownThey used to beI cut myself once moreAnd the blood rushes againBut I don't feel anything...No pain, no tears.Cos I just hurt more inside.Labels: numb
Death
12:10 PM Sunday, April 27, 2008
She touched the wall.
Why did it feel so distant
So...surreal?
It wasn't a moment ago.
She sat on the bed
The icy and unbecoming bed
Staring at her,
A grimace on its ashen face.
She felt for his hand
It was on impulse, instinct,
She knew it was gone
She knew he was gone.
For it was without notice
That Death sucked him away
And sprinkled ice over
His humble abode.
The air she breathed
Was cold as steel, lifeless;
Exactly like the body
She'd cried bitterly on just now.
Death was so cruel,
Breaking simple lives apart
Causing pain and sorrow
With a flick of his black wrist.
Death was unrepentful
He didn't care about the consequences
A life was like a dot
To a powerful lord like him.
She stood on the chair
A noose over her neck
Wanting to be with him
Wanting to be with her love.
She was about to jump
But the Angel of Life was there
He touched her briefly
And reminded her of his last words.
"Take...Care" he whispered
And her tears fell relentlessly
She removed the noose
And she stepped down quietly.
Labels: numb, poetry, sad, writing
