Another Early Start To The Week
It's another Monday.. another start to the week. I'm hoping that school won't get the way it used to, where dragging myself out of bed to school would be the worst fucking thing in the world. Where days and nights spent in school were so fucking unproductive I can't even remember the meaning of unproductive, even though back in the day I was the fucker who actually defined it. I hope the fears and memories of whatever occured in the past would fade.. would just disappear. Taking a backseat would not really be enough, then, would it. However, they all say that it's better for memories, good and bad, to take a bad seat, rather than fade into non-existence. Hell.. that's what they say. Honestly, it's how I feel ultimately doesn't it. Not about how they feel about how I would feel and how I'm supposed to feel.Feeling rather nostalgic now. I walked into the library, took a walk around the place, trying to find a nice corner to get some work done. Interestingly enough, I've managed to find a little corner of the library that has these ugly desk-booth like furniture made of shitty wood and an equally shitty varnish. Looks exactly like the shitty ones used in Purdue. How interesting. I saw the area, and half-expected a whole host of Bangra-dancing Indian nitwits to appear and start screaming and shouting like their mums were raped by the plague. Zilch. It's my lucky day isn't it.
Better get down to doing some work. Had a decent gym session already. Now it's time for work.. except that there're things occupying my mind that I need to purge out......
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Songs to listen to on the train.. while standing right in between the cars (or compartments, as my darling Soph calls them) :
- Worn Me Down (Rachel Yamagata)
- Untitled (Simple Plan)
- Soundtrack from Requiem for A Dream
- Plush (S T P)
- Cocaine (Yakuza)
- And Justice For All (Metallica)
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How tragic it would be to lose someone I love dearly.. however.. don't we lose people along the way? Hence, isnt' it better to become immune to it? Nah.. I think not.. the pain has to be extreme for the happiness to be extreme. It was probably intended that way. Otherwise, where's the kick in that? If everything was gonna be boring and monotonous... hence, should relationships ever become stagnant and boring and monotonous? It's always been accepted that they evetually do.. but why should that happen? Are people crazy enough to create issues, to fight, to crap on each other, just so that things stop being boring and monotonous?
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Best song that my absolutely amazing, loveable, loving, cute, always yawning and never gettign enough sleep, thinking that I have too many tattoos as it is, significant other downloaded at my place over the weeked: Time to say goodbye (Andrea Bocelli, Celine Dion). Absolutely beautiful.. if only I could sing like that.. all the fat Italian women and gay French men would be throwing their undies at me, trying to hook them onto my ears.
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How much I love the look of Soph napping.. and how much I love stealing glances at her when she doesn't realise.. or even when she realises....
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Ok.. I have to get down to work now. Enough play for the afternoon.
posted by Da Buffalo! @ 2:16 PM
1 Comments:
wahlau... can you GET any mushier?! and stop staring at me!
iwuvveeuu!
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