Saturday, 22 September 2007
Dear Diary,
I need to digest some book as i think i've been lacking of nutrients in my self thi king brain.I would like to read a book and get lost in the beautiful plot or maybe even write one myself. I wish there was this amazing machine where I feed it with my ideas and story lines and characters' names and it generates, like a thick novel about a dead grandmother, carnival kids, a memory box, an avenging sister, betrayal, star-crossed lovers, random aesthetics, bus rides, a homosexual cousin. Honest love prevailing, an ending which involves star-gazing, getting lost in a castle maze and a villain who will come back for more.
Just wanna scream to the atmosphere.I'm missing someone but i can't seem to figure out the name.fuck im toking crap.Recently,things between me n Hazim arnt going well.There's just isnt any chemistry between us anymore..or issit could be the cause of third party?"I swear i'm not gonna fall for the new comer."or am i just fighting against myself?
I spend too much and I sleep too little because oh well, sleep is now an unfamiliar act which chooses to drift above my head, burden my posture, and tease my eyes without ever seeming to commit. Been listening to Bloc Party pretty excessively but I wouldn't call myself an Indie Snob. Morning is here and the sky looks pretty I could almost eat it up. I could write a couple more paragraphs but I am lying on my stomach and it's wearing me out.. Pack up my eyes and dream and I'm sorry if I didn't treat you like an angel because that's exactly what you are. Oh God, give me meaning.
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