Monday, 17 March 2008
My lucky day
The back of my head is throbbing.
I Heart Huckabees made my head spin in an endless turmoil.
I'm A Cyborg But That's OK was deep and for a moment I thought I was indulged in a schizophrenic mind.
I thought directors are always a crackpot, mixing ingredients of human nature like a mad scientist.
The Hours is the near perfect show that I would not mind watching again because the first time I watched it, I was plunged into a sense of trying to keep things in life and myself vital.
Friday, 14 March 2008
ecstasy
My heart did somersaults and jigged to the beat this morning.
Wednesday, 12 March 2008
For good god's sake, I've never felt this lonely. Seriously.
Yes this time round, I am not going to tuck away my emotions and be less emo-shit on my entries. And yes, these entries are definitely advocating the 'define-feelings-that-tug-at-my-heart-strings' part.
I've just finished my read on The Beatles. It was sad.
It was a few months back, during this week I remembered, that something mental and psychical happened. It faded into white lights.
Sticks and stones will break my bones but not words. I'll stay and stick it out here.
Tuesday, 11 March 2008
Friday = dooms day!
All hell would be let loose
