About time can? Last night was like so damn chilly...
But, this entry's ain't going to be about the weather. Instead, it's about my uncomprehensible mood swings.
Skipped dinner today and even though the gang is orderin' pizza, I don't even feel like having a slice. Close friends of mine will know that I'm a sucker for pizza. Even the film on Ramen this evening didn't have any effect on me. (I don't understand why some people can find parts of the film to be hilarious. Don't they have a sense of seriousness in 'em? Then again, perhaps it's just that I can somehow relate to the film.)
I feel like running... running to hear my own panting and Gackt singing Last Song in my ears, running to make my mind clear, running to inject some endorphines into me.
My mind has been thoroughly scanning through my memories for hints of my mood swing but nothing makes sense. When will I ever understand myself? One thing for sure, my dear Powerbook sure does seem to understand me, playing one sad song after another.
The brain is a very powerful organ. Sometimes, I think, "perhaps I'm just in denial and I don't want to face what's going on in my mind". I don't know. I can't even decide if I want to know.
I should go hit my tutes.
3 comments:
siao liao! my pervy bro is becoming an emoboy! what's up lah brudder! what's wrong man, u can always email me... aiya u think too much lah, take it easy, take things as they come along ok? *hugs*
me - qing: i agree!! tho i think half the time he's like tt! hahaha!
me - ernie: whats up man. feeling the "gan chu duo duo" shit right.. it happens la.. well ure right! running is a good avenue for frustration.. go run w rus!! he's too much into tim tams!
lol. thanks. i think i'm feelin' beta now.
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