Of late, I've been blessed with good music from the likes of The Cab and Mayday Parade, and it makes me feel very fortunate that I'm able to enjoy good music. I wish I could find a little pub around that plays songs like these and I could just sit there and sing along with my friends while drinking lonely shots heh heh heh.
Well anyway, I know I'm supposed be glad for everything in my life but this is really not a good time to try my thankfulness. Dear Internet Gods, please accept my offer. Give me just my Facebook account back and I'll edit every wrong Wikipedia entry and help you demolish the abomination that is Stomp.
Also I'm promised Bangkok in september OH YES.
Reading the Time Traveller's Wife has made me see love very strangely.
I am loneliest past 12am and before 11am. I never could imagine a life, a time when I'm single. To be unloved and forgotten is hell to me. Give me pain and give me misery of the ones in love, I'll take them all. Give me indifference and give me "last seen online.. but not replying you" and I'll snap. Being single has made me very hardworking and very lazy. I pick up hobbies, I while my days away just being on whatsapp. But of all, it has taught me that to be alone can be a very happy comfort.
I read my newly borrowed book at a unmarked beverage booth, I have a wonderful lunch with my vibrant friends especially when Siewsia is there. I have a good time trying strange new alcohol alone, I have a blast flying through Shoppes on belinda's back with our heels in our hands. I have a quiet table in the library listening to my gorgeous music, I have a perfect date with hazel and tengyi just sitting around having mid-dusk talks.
I guess life is a balance, a balance I'm hanging very precariously on.
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