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read between the lines
grace feeling in a slightly better mood now. god really knows how to cheer me up with the little things in life. who's to know i'd meet this indian taximan who took me half of the journey to the checkpoint for free, who happens to be an ex audio engineer. for the uninformed, i'm hoping to work somewhere along those lines in future..not really engineering, but somewhere in audio / music. i really thank god for little pockets of comfort in times like these. Indian Taximan and i ended up talking about what an audio engineer does, where the production houses in singapore are, etc.and i got to watch the O.C. on 5 anyway, which hasn't been showing on 8TV for quite some time...which added to my gladness. and of course i got some sleep time down. a short addition on one of the things i wrote in my last post, the bit where i mentioned people saying lack of sleep makes them irritable. not that i totally start to lean to the other extreme of melancholiness; i do have some anger too, it's just that the sadness overwhelms the anger ultimately. and i've noticed that one of the things that really irritates me when i'm already in a irritably-prone mode -- certain people. certain people in my company of people that sometimes hang out with me, but who aren't really within my close circle of friends for reasons linked to the core fact that, i just can't relate to them at all when it comes to discussing matters of the heart. these are people that i just wanna avoid for the day because every question they ask irritates me and i just don't have the patience to explain it to them. okay. admittedly, that last sentence was reserved for someone who is just...w-o-l-s. i understand that everyone matures at different rates and i'm fine with that, but when i'm not feeling so okay, and a person like that keeps asking me what's wrong and they seem to have difficulties comprehending complicated matters (as if everything i'm speaking is just cryptic psychobabble to them, which is not), i just don't have the patience to explain sit there and explain every term / concept that's alien to them in the simplest forms of the english language. it just irritates me...and it irritates me even more when they try to stick around me even though i tell them i need them to leave me be. okay. that's about enough revealing for now. but ultimately like i've said, there is a reason why some people can click with so well together with one and why some people just can't. anyway, this is one of my many favourites, one which i've been listening to more often...and some bits i can relate to now. i also laughed when i first heard the pun / reference to oasis' "wonderwall" (see below). Writing to Reach You by TRAVIS Every day I wake up and it's Sunday Whatever's in my head won't go away The radio is playing all the usual And what's a wonderwall anyway? Because my inside is outside My right side's on the left side 'Cos I'm writing to reach you But I might never reach you I long to teach you about you But that's not you It's good to know that you are home for Christmas It's good to know that you are doing well It's good to know that you all know I'm hurting It's good to know I'm feeling not so well Because my inside is outside My right side's on the left side 'Cos I'm writing to reach you But I might never reach you I long to teach you about you But that's not you Do you know it's true And that won't do Maybe then tomorrow will be Monday And whatever's in my head should go away Still the radio keeps playing all the usual And what's a wonderwall anyway? Because my inside is outside My right side's on the left side 'Cos I'm writing to reach you But I might never reach you I long to teach you about you But that's not you Do you know it's true And that won't do? You know it's you I'm talking to |
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