I wrote this entry a few days ago and figured that i should post it up since my posts are already boring anyway. Reading my entries, I've noticed, how many times have i said the word "I"? Doesn't my life include any other people?
- 30 Dec 2008


I've finally come to realise that reading IS a HOBBY of mine and it's the only thing I know exactly what i love and what i won't. Even though i know what i want, there are still times where i may buy the wrong books...

Well... not that i want to but you never know how good a book is just looking at the cover right? And the first few pages really doesn't count too - just like meeting people -but i have to say it helps on the choosing part lah.

Before this, i could list out the genres which i'll never touch - (but i dont have the guts to write them out here now, who knows one of those might be the next book i want). Why? Because just recently, a book review on the internet made me went frantically after a fictional book about the life of a "modern witch" - one of those i thought i'll never read. As part of this hobby also involves hanging around bookstores, my last trip prompted me to buy a (literally) comical book on romance, another which i'll never touch.

Maybe my circle of "acceptable" literature has widen. Just yesterday, I spent the whole night watching 'Twilight', and then, i considered, maybe, I would read the book too. You see, out of the blue, i did the unexpected and well... Okay, back to my point, i just find myself becoming more unpredictable these days. Even i can't figure out what I really want now. The times when i choose to guard my mindset to stay strong-headed on something had obviously past without my own knowledge.

i'm so sick and tired.
don't know why.
jus got tired of everything.
maybe things grew tired of me,
that's why i grew tired of them.
i don't feel the sense of belonging everywhere i go,
not anymore.
even though everyone is still here.

maybe i was the who hesitated...
maybe i was the one who grew tired of everything first.

"how could you be so angry in one moment and then laugh in that way at the very next?"

this is not even bipolar.
maybe everybody just needs a little bit of mental disorder to live on.

the past 3 days were the most 'horrendous' days of my entire week.
was typically lying around the house, sleeping most of the time.
lazing around does nothing good but gave me bad headaches.
the worst thing was,
i was so lazy i thought i could just change pillows to make my head feel better.
only last night's Superman made me sit up. for 3 hours.
then i couldn't sleep,
because i slept so much in the day and was so worried that i couldn't wake up in time today for work.
was overcome by laziness, and the kind of freedom you get suddenly, you know you absolutely have every right to do what you want to do, like a lion out of its den. the difference is, i was a pig finally being let IN to its sty. heh.

got to work this week,
BUT!!! the pig will be back in its sty next monday. yeah!





and ohh, gonna recommend 1 movie before i go - BOLT.
i know i'm a disney fan, but to all *ehem*adults*cough* out there, THIS is not just a cartoon for kids, it's a must watch.
entertaining, and very funny. especially the stupid hamster.

i said hello to a dog today at the playground.

i believe miss wee or somebody i know does that too... maybe not to dogs... maybe... rabbits? haha!!

i was foolish.
how could i have forgiven?
now i'm only asking for trouble.
they told me some things cannot be forgiven. unless you want a repetition.
i didn't understand, but now i do.




i remembered i once blogged about how i wanted so much to be covered by the ocean.
i wished i could turn into a rock and let the sea cover me bit by bit.
myths and tales don't always have happy endings;
at least the ones i read don't.
all my imaginations come from things i have read and forgotten.
my mom used to bring me to libraries and she would read me fables,
i loved them all, no matter how terrible each one ended.
i wish those stories really happened in the past.