speed.

home for another weekend and off i go at the next chance to cycle again. went to newton with my bunkmate for supper. newton circus food centre. targeted at the tourist/yuppie crowd, late night hours means great supper place for those who have some cash to spend.

aural bliss.

corrinne may is simply fantastic. check her out. i love her songs and lyrics. her voice is great and the music is good. haven't had such a feeling for so long from simply hearing music. and from the whole album too. mostly it's just singles. one word: lovely.

tears.

eyes moistening, droplets streaming down cheeks before continuing into a fall. listening to corrinne may makes me cry. i don't know why. i haven't cried for a long time. a very long time. so long that i fear i may really be numb to all that has happened to me in my life.

Bertram awoke @ 10:22 AM with (0) flashes of inspiration

sore.

my thighs ache. cycled from home, to orchard, to bugis then outram then home again.

Bertram awoke @ 11:27 PM with (0) flashes of inspiration

whatever.

the word used most often. speak your uninterested, disillusioned, fatigued mind.

sui2 bian4.

see above.

duty.

tired beyond all comprehension.

Bertram awoke @ 3:09 PM with (0) flashes of inspiration

facade.

looking happy and feeling happy are two different things altogether. looks are just superficial. covers up whatever is inside. you'll never know if a person is truly happy or just acting.

family.

life dishes you a lot of crap you can't refuse. whether you can choose what to do with it i have no idea.

Bertram awoke @ 8:44 PM with (0) flashes of inspiration

contradictions.

i have a headache, tired yet i wanna go out and do things. i force myself to stay awake and active every moment to see what i can rarely see. i want to meet up with friends, to sit at a table and talk over a cup of coffee and cake. yet, i just wanna stay at home and curl up in my blanket and hide from the world with only my baby eeyore to keep me company.

dysfunctional.

sad videos. heart wrenching lyrics. music that fiils your soul and leaves you feeling more empty before when it ends and flows away. give me more. and the more you take in the emptier you feel. nickelback's someday mtv. watch it. feel it. live it. things you wish could happen to you in your life because it seems like a culmination of what you want in life. yet it's such a strange morbid fascination. not only that but also a walk to remember, or kiss's because i am a woman. things you would never have to balls to do but can only contemplete and think.

pain.

i hurt. my heart aches. i cry. the cycle repeats. anger, jealousy, regret, desire, avarice, an amalgam of pain. i want love. a salve to reduce it. a placebo or a true cure?

cycles.

it never ends just there.

Bertram awoke @ 7:54 PM with (0) flashes of inspiration