Saturday, February 14, 2009

In this place it seems like such a shame
Though it all looks different now
I know it's still the same
Everywhere I look you're all I see
Just a fading fucking reminder of who I used to be
Come on, tell me!

Something I Can Never Have


Past 2 weeks I haven't been online or updating my blog because I was busy getting settled in the new place. I wouldn't say I love this place but it grew on me pretty quickly because of how isolated it is.

So what has happened? Well everything and nothing.

But first I have to write about this weirdly continuous dream (yes, continuous not reoccurring). before I forget about it. It involves TF and the first one was about us meeting up and hanging out but it only lasted till around noon. The one I had yesterday picked up exactly where the first one ended and we continued hanging out as friends doing a lot of fun stuff. It got weirder as I suddenly asked "Are you happier?". She said yes and I woke up literally blurting out "What the fuck was that about?"

...strange. I guess I only dream when I'm sick.

Even though I have been enjoying myself immensely these past few weeks there were a few setbacks. The first would be the debt that has been hovering over my head for weeks now. Thankfully I settled it completely and being debt free feels gooooooooood.

Then there was the news about a friend who passed away. I didn't knew him too well and we lost contact over the years. He was always a quiet man with little friends but always very polite. I remember him having this really funny laugh. Somewhere along the line he got mixed up with the wrong crowd because they acted like they really wanted to be his friends. In the end all they did was turn him into an alcoholic joke for them to laugh at every now and then and I haven't heard anything about him until now. Before the accident, friends described him as a very angry man who was always drunk and picking fights with random strangers. I got a call and found out that one night he was so drunk that he fell off a bus into a ditch, had multiple breaks and was paralyzed. He held on for 2 weeks in the hospital but eventually died of pneumonia. Considering how ludicrous the falling off a bus story sounds, someone else suggested that he may have been roughed up and left in the ditch to die.

Now I'm not much of a mourner. I mean even when my grandma passed away I didn't feel sad at all. At the time I felt kinda guilty coz my Mom was like bawling her eyes out and I was there emotionless.

This one..... made me really sad. Just like that a good man died and no one noticed. The world just kept spinning. As far as I'm concerned, those that made him what he was were the ones that killed him. I doubt they even care.

I wasn't really up to it but I went to a friend's birthday thing yesterday night. I knew I was going to be bored as I don't know her that well and I don't know any of her friends but I went anyways. Glad she had fun. I just wasn't enjoying myself as much because of the stuff that happened and because I was sick.

I hate being the one who sees things others don't, especially when it comes to family. Enough about that lah. It was pretty amusing though when I was debating parenting issues with my parents.

Oh yeah, Happy Valentine's Day

Added a song by Lovers Electric and no the song does not mean anything personal. Funny how I can help others to get dates when I probably have to be the tiang lampu for not one but 2 couples tonight. I tried to get out of it but... ehh at least I won't be alone lah.

RBC asked me last night why I couldn't get a date on Valentine's when it was so easy for me to get him one. The answer is the same excuse I told Ryan's chick when she did something I really wish she didn't last week at D'Junction and to anyone who asks.

I rather be the guy who never knew instead of the guy who lost. I'm always in it to win and I never win what's important. Talk about having a convenient truth as an excuse.

Time to slip on these headphones and listen to a few new albums.

At least the music always stays honest.

Till Next Time

Ki//joy

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