Entry: Random thoughts Aug 5, 2006



Yeap, I broke the truce I made with myself and my bloggee that I’d write everyday, I did not, I’ve stopped writing everyday like how I used to and how I promised to do it.

There are a couple of things in my mind which I’d like to share. First of, of course, was the above.

I’ve been having trouble falling asleep these days, again. I don’t know why, I wonder why though. It’s not that I have lots to do, could it be that I always use the computer before sleeping and the light of my monitor has over glared into my consciousness? I don’t know.

It’s been 2 months now since I got back from Australia. Every now and then I’d like of the place, recalling the places I’ve been when I was there, what have I done, what did I planned and how did I feel while having those plans back then. Once I even dreamt I was taking a tram to Melbourne City on my own and I was surprisingly, wearing a pair of nice boots. Hmm…not that’s pretty suspicious, I never thought I, with stubby legs would look nice in boots but surprisingly, I did look pretty sexy in my dream! Haha. Why of course, it’s a dream after all, ain’t it? But it wasn’t exactly the boots which made me feel sexy in the dream, it was a different kind of aura….not of pure materialism.

There are words in my mind, spinning around like as though they’re trying to form rows of lyrics…which I think is what people call ‘inspiration’. I have some actually. Recently. But I have yet to pen anything down. But the last I recall, it’s something that goes like….

What should I do when I feel this way,

So often when I do,

I try to turn away from it,

Only to see it facing me however,

However I try to lose it,

Whatever I do, it can’t be lost,

It can’t be forgotten,

The way things were,

The way you wanted them me to be,

The way I wanted you them to be,

What should I do when I feel this way,

If you do not want me to,

Honestly, I don’t want too,

To feel this way,

But what can I do,

When I feel this way and right now,

I’m feeling it,

That you won’t want me too,

But I do,

I do miss you.

 

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