Tuesday, September 28, 2004

A lesson learnt

As I sit here eating a pack of keropok that I bought from the train station while waiting for my ride home, I can't help but to wonder what the heck am I wondering about.

My mid-terms is next week, technically this la since I have my Freshman English 2 on Saturday on 8a.m. But my mind isn't on the exam or the mid terms or the assignment. Instead it's on whether I should watch Arrested Development again or should I delete it to make room for Curb Your Enthusiasm(watch again). It's also on why my room gets so messy a day after I remembered cleaning it. I suspect the little goblins that live inside the TV. How I knew they're in there, you wonder. Well, yesterday I caught them pretending to be Jackie Chan when I open the TV. Every Chinese person who doesn't want to be called weird will know that Jackie Chan live in the big screen inside Midvalley's GSC. That's what happens if you hides inside your little box and is disconnected with the outside world. I'm going to clean my room later and yell loudly, "WAH, MY ROOM SO CLEAN ALREADY!!" (subtitle:- "Wah, bilik aku begitu kemas sudah!!") and hid inside the cupboard to catch them on action. From what I saw yesterday, some of them can fight quite well but let's not forget their are like 1 feet tall. It should be a ride.

Today I read a great story today. From what I read it was it was written by a very funny and honest guy, and he knew what to write to capture his audie...well, my attention. What did he wrote? "I'm a guy who tries to start everything but ends up finishing nothing." I was pratically shouting "Thats me!! That's so me!!" and my friend nods in agreement... darn :(

"I could be serious but I'm just kiddin' around
I could be anything, nothing, whatever, oh well
"
-Ryan Adams "Love Is Hell"


Pretty much me, sadly. And that's the honest truth. I can even pro

Someone once told me that I'm the guy who looks at the big picture thus can't see or care about the small details. They say I'm the guy who imagine the tallest building in the world but can't be arsed about whether the plan is drawn using a ruler or not. Well, they were wrong. First of all I would check whether the plan is drawn using a ruler or not, I would smack the guy if he used my ruler and all. Secondly, I'm not that guy who looks at the big picture and ignore about the minor detail.... I'm just plain lazy.

Maybe that can be used to explain my 'failures' in love. Or irresponsible selfish immature wanker, but lets not go there :) ... That was a mistake that I never had the chance to explain. I'm having a nice crush with someone that I can't have, someone that I can't touch, can't see or hear. But every single little thing she does to show she misses me makes me melt. I've went from trying to make her break up with her bf to be with me until the point that I accept whatever she wants. I have no idea why, maybe my laziness has kicked in. Or maybe I remember how it felt to be the guy who gets two timed and how much I hated it, not because she fell in love with someone else while with me but because she never had the courage to tell me. I'm not sure where I'm heading with this... but I guess I simply wants to fall in love again, to do those little things lovers do. I hate most of it, but the thought of me doing things I hate for someone I love always drove me on. The simply energy and words we can convey by just looking to each others eyes, the always arkward kisses after the first because we all know the first is the best and the others will feel eer... inadequate?

It's not too much to ask is it? A guy yearning for love. A person wanting to feel. A being needing to belong. I don't know. I'm not sure whether I'm too scared or too lazy to ask for a ultimatum from her to the things or maybe I just think that time can reward you sometime. I just don't think anymore, leaving things to whatever comes, comes. I know it's a very bad habit but well, I'm still the sad old me. Depressed would be a strong word, but I don't know the weak word for it. I'm not depressed though, I just don't have a clue what the weak word is.

Anyway, basically the moral of today's story that I wanted to convey after coating it with so much chocolate that don't ever eat keropok when you come back from college, ever. I gotta go to dinner now. Aunt's treating :D

1 Comments:

  • I guess the closest thing to keropok in western terms would be either crackers or chips. But its made out of fish and tons better than the usual ones u get on the supermarket.

    By Blogger Fuzzy, at 10:17 PM  

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