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compose yourself
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Thursday, January 25, 2007
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last sunday. hurtling along the road in that creaky old bus to church, nothing outside the window when i opened my eyes but the road rushing past, greenery and brush, endlesss sky and the occasional passing car. i just.. felt like falling into someone's arms. it makes no sense at all, yet all the sense in the world. just tired.. not just mentally, or emotionally, or physically. just, tired.. don't know how to describe it. and i turned my eyes upon Him and asked, now what? then i prayed a desperate prayer. i don't care what people will say now or in the future. i need.
notes from the week: when i'm not there, i imagine, i seem to remember that it's great; when i am there, it sometimes gives that warm feeling. but then i realize we're just strangers sharing a special moment, like she said. we don't share a real relationship, as friends, as brothers and sisters, as far as i understand the terms. i don't think i want this sort of thing.. i want something real, that isn't just imagination, that doesn't just last for a while sometimes, that isn't so superficial. i don't want to just be strangers sharing a special moment, however often. i want brothers and sisters.
i want to say, i have no family: you are my family. but you already have your own family, i can't be a part. whose fault is it? i want to say, how can i get to know you, without people hearing anything else, perceiving anything else than what i'm trying to say.
i'm sick of people playing me out. i can climb to the top and ask, why? but i can't take any action. it's forbidden, and it's pointless. i said, i'm not playing with people anymore. how long can it last.
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the whole problem is that people don't dream enough. all it takes is to think: with these circumstances, with these people, with these things given to me, what is the best that could be? what would be the perfection that could be wrought with this? and then to go for it. but people are obsessed with the past, with themselves, with people who don't deserve it simply cause they aren't interested in living the examined,perfect life even though they know why they should, could. doing every other thing but trying for perfection.
i'm trying too. i still won't plan for failure, because every time failure hurts less i'll shun it less. so take away everything i wanted, loved, planned for.. it's meant to hurt. all i can do is do all i can to prevent it happening again, and i will.
i'm not saying i deserve anything. i'm just saying, i want it more then you do.
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11:47 pm
Friday, January 19, 2007
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sometimes i'm just too trusting. on a separate note, it's wierd how anonymity can make communication that wouldn't happen under mutual recognition, happen.
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9:14 pm
Thursday, January 18, 2007
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alright, i give up. auditions are over. i just walked up, sang, walked down. i can't remember what i was trying to do.. wasn't even paying attention, sang the wrong lyrics at the end.. haha.. man. i hope i can get in. i really really do. KI is goodness. just keep talking and talking and thinking. but still, people grow tired after a while.. just wanna stop, and then we sit there and do nothing. i wish we could just talk and talk and talk. LCDS is something unexpected. it's just, corny-hongkong/korean/japanese-drama-serial ironic, the flow of events that made me end up there. i'm afraid i'm not living up to expectations of what i am.. that i'm not even showing what i can do. gah, what am i talking about. it's just the first session.. yet.. entre hasn't called me. entre ppl, please call me. i want entre. chorale is questionmark. the way it's working, i'm staying till after SYF at least i guess.. RJdance doesn't seem worth the time, don't think volleyball will work out, and i'll get owned in squash and fencing. hm. i shall just hardcore clubs. studies are supposed to take priority these 2 years anyway.
philo stuff. i could stand doing philo stuff. and music. music was always going to be there anyway.. but somehow the two seem to fit nicely together. he was asking me for a backup for architecture. maybe philo is it. philo and music.
short on funds.
asking, what if, take the first step, just start talking where unwanted is a possibility. how? how will people react. it's a risk.. i have to use you and i. won't you think i am crazy?
people just don't talk anymore. i like being with people a little younger, cause i can relax and do stupid stuff and be a kid too, and at the same time i can be the big brother. i like being with people a little elder, cause i can learn, and watch, and listen, and say things without being blammed. because i can be the kid brother.
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10:20 pm
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
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random thought: i just realized that i feel more comfortable among people who are taller then me, and people who are older then me. there's a connection there, somewhere.. maybe i got some sort of psychological disorder..? hahAha..
plenty of stuff to talk about.. but i'm spam blogging already. another time.
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8:20 pm
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
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maybe it's wrong, but i envy those in 07batch. two words:senseless fun. people are too busy putting up fronts. maybe it's just the people that i know. what to do, what to do. ?
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10:37 pm
Monday, January 15, 2007
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