Lost and found

Listening to: Don Mclean - Vincent

I'm feeling sad, perhaps it's because I'm tired; but I don't need a reason for the emotion.
I need everything and nothing, perhaps nothing will fill the void.

Even though this should be a negative feeling,
I'm savoring it like a cup of black coffee.

Don't know what to do...

must kill this "think of a blog title" habit.

Was listening to - Kruger & Dorfmeister - Definition

I woke up with a unexplained cut on my left arm. Not deep, but enough to trigger a slight inflammation and itch like a cat's scratch.

That has nothing to do with the rest of the post.

I suppose you will get less hurt to by drowning yourself in anger and hedonism.

I don't think I'm judging, because I'm no better. I was once upon a time, but I've learnt to be more impartial.

I believe everyone has a trait, a way they interpret evens happening around them, I think it is called cognition. I for example tend to go towards the pessimistic side and occationally optimistic, a way to protect myself against unexpected disappointment/psychological stress, It's something both innate and learnt, like a mask we created for ourself fused upon us to be part of our identity, it's our harden side.

I wish I can face the adversaries in life bravely, instead of having to resort to these measures. Because in the end, by shutting ourselves off, we no longer feel, and with apathy, no human deprived of the most basic need can survive.

I'm glad I got my rant out in a blog that no one reads :D

The Light Before We Land

Just learnt recently from a booklet @ student health service that:
BOREDOM CAN CAUSE STRESS?!

wow, no wonder I feel so run down for doing nothing.

Work is eating away my life almost as bad as WoW... :(

In cases such as these I'd like a hand
Don't wake me up without a master plan
With sight and sound becoming fragile
Don't you understand?
When things that once were beautiful
Are bland

And when I feel like I can feel once again
Let me stay awhile
Soak it in awhile
If we can hold on we can fix what is wrong
Buy a little time
For this head of mine
Haven for us

In truth there is no better place to be
Than falling out of darkness still to see

Without a premonition
Could you tell me where we stand?
I'd hate to lose this light
Before we land

And when I feel like I can feel once again
Let me stay awhile
Soak it in awhile
If we can hold on we can fix what is wrong
Buy a little time
For this head of mine
Haven for us

Before we let euphoria
Convince us we are free
Remind us how we used to feel
Before when life was real

And when I feel like I can feel once again
Let me stay awhile
Soak it in awhile
If we can hold on we can fix what is wrong
Buy a little time
For this head of mine
Haven for us

I'm sitting here

tired, the house is a mess, can't remember what I'm suppose to do
life is an endless surrender.

Feels just like failing a driving exam

Was listening to : Some Magic Number songs.

I'm afraid that the main body will (almost) be shorter than the title.

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Funny I don't know what to write when too many things happened at the same time. Busy, but not exactly the way I wanted it. Perhaps it is best to lay down those presumptions. Anyway, I'm going to An-chi's now, because we are having another dumpling get together.

PS:
Mid-Autumn Festival (aka Moon Festival aka Autumn Equinox) is on 6th of Oct, a good excuse for beer and bbq