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read between the lines
hear ye current songlist:i try - macy gray out of reach - gabrielle what if god was one of us - joan osbourne sunny came home - shawn colvin where have all the cowboys gone - paula cole i was in a vindictively sour mood when i logged on, so i tried to dissolve it by playing random music, but listening to the above list leaves me feeling mostly like a bastard. let's just say that most of the songs' lyrics are not good companions for a nun. or eternal spinster-to-be. whatever. it's time for some prescribed aural medication. at least i'm not pissed about the wrong things right now. i mean i'd really hate for my post to begin with teen angst (shouldn't i be past that age? and yet i am not) and parents who "just don't get it" because practically half the teenage blogosphere is filled with that shit anyway and most of it is just a load of verbal diarrhoea filled with non-stop expletives and such. i mean, there's enough bitching by bitches going around online and i have no wish or intention to add to that number. and great. i can feel myself veering towards the opposite direction of what i mentioned at the first sentence of the previous paragraph so i will stop. (besides, all of a sudden i'm feeling a little sleepy now and it's leaving me disoriented.) i feel the need to start afresh in a new post so i will. --1.45am. i give up. i'm too tired to collect my thoughts right now. but then again that's a good thing, considering i was kept awake half the night last night by recurring thoughts with no apparent solution in sight and, even when i did doze off, was bombarded with equally recurring dreams involving bad sales encounters with ang moh businessmen. more on that later.-- |
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