Tuesday, August 03, 2004
8:23 pm
why can't i breathe whenever i think about you
why can't i speak whenever i talk about you
hihi i'm back again.
am kinda trying not to blog too much...you know..not to get too dependant on blogging. i mean - it
is addictive. with a blog you never have to worry about not having anywhere to go. but sheesh all this is actually quite a waste of time. i could be doing a lot of better things with my time than blogging. if i could make myself not waste that time away too, that is. and who actually reads my blog? i have no way of knowing do i. i read blogs of unknowing people too. sometimes i just wonder whether i'm doing this for myself or for nonexistant readers. i get about...3 tags per fortnight? i dunno. thanks to the taggers anyway - anon or no. and
hey to jan and abby.
thanks.
i'm really getting so bored of life. same old shit everyday. i never have anything to look forward to. maybe except the one morning of the week that i don't have to get up early - sunday. reminds me - i haven't found a church here yet. i mean yikes it's been 7 months. no wonder the faith crisis, sometimes. a leaf doesn't survive after it's been plucked off the tree. and then of course there's you. i wish i had more to do here. i shoulda joined more sports or something. anything to keep me busy. anything to keep me from thinking about what i want to forget. oh right, of course - there's homework. but that doesn't really count as part of my actual life. homework is done simply so i don't get in trouble. homework is done when it
has to be done. when i have no other choice. my homework is done mostly in the time nicked from my sleeping hours. and what do i do in the rest of my time then? i lie down, stare at the ceiling, *, and wish i had training, or something.
stupid english oral presentation thing to make tomorrow. haven't come up with anything yet. oh yay. here goes nothing.
don't leave me h.a.n.g.i.n.g
in a city so dead
held up so high
on such a breakable thread
you were everything i thought i knew
and i thought that we could be
you were everything
everything that i wanted
we were meant to be
supposed to be
but be lost it
and all the memories so close to me
just f a d e away
all this time you were pretending
so much for my happy ending.