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I wonder how long the good mood that I am in will last. the weekend already has been quite stressing. oh well, what else man, of course its my dear old parents. Same old parents. Anyway I shan’t dwell anymore on such shallow and niggly stuff that irritated me during the weekend, which will of course, irritate you, the reader in return.
Just finished reading the sequel to The Talisman, the second co-authored book by Stephen King and Peter Straub. Its titled The Black House. It totally rocks man. If I get the chance I’ll definitely buy both books and read them all over again. Anyway, the book is related the Stephen King’s Dark Tower series. That reminds me, Book 5 of the Dark Tower series is out. I absolutely have to go and read it soon. Another new mini-goal.
Shit my parents are kao-pehing about me again. Its totally pissing me off.
Anyway, I was just bargaining with my mum to let me come home in the evening instead of the normal after school and go home stuff. I’m quite sure deep down in my sub-conscious mind there was a reflex ulterior motive. I just promised myself the day before to lock up all my feelings, yet it shows up again, acts up again. Is it so embedded? I don’t know. It just seems like a shadow. No matter how strong the light is, the shadow will still be there, if if it’s just a small niggly miniscule spot on the ground. I wonder how bad it’ll start leaking when my resolve, my will weakens over the year. I certainly hope I don’t crumble again like last year. Its like some sort of nightmare I never want to revisit.
I’m quite tired now. Having meet the juniors session now. wonder how they will be like. Ok no looking back at the past. I hope someone would just invent the time machine. I think i need the ride back in time much more badly than Michael J Fox in Back to the Future. Oh my computer screen is flickering. Time for me to turn off the computer. I really need to get new connecting wires soon.
Totallt hooked on the scientist by coldplay. It evokes this melancholy romantic dance scene, like the hero dancing with his loved one a final time before leaving(and perhaps never returning). No hope. No tears. No promises. just two people, engulfed bythe love they have for each other. As what I’ve learnt from Gp applies, maybe that will all be gone by the time they’re seventy, but lets not look to the future. Lets just keep the present in mind and soak in that wonderful moment. Close your eyes and imagine it. We may never get to experience it, but at least we know what it’s like now.
I leave you with this. Goodnight.