Brusheff

mp3:
Tiesto Feat. Kirsty Hawkshaw - Just Be
Paul Oakenfold - Southern Sun
Ian Van Dahl - I Can't Let You Go
John 00 Fleming - I'm Not Fooled
4 Strings - Take Me Away

Woke up this morning & thought "eh?"

Approaching the edge of my bedroom balcony...

It's raining again!

Hee. I can't help with being easily amused. Sor-rey.

Another bleak weather today. It has been pouring for the past couple of days which has ultimately affected my mood as well. Surprisingly, i find myself embracing the tranquility instead of typically allowing myself to trip into the sullen pit. I like it like this.

OK that's enough, ns. Too much lust for something insignificant.

Several years back, i remember being extremely psyched as soon as someone mentions the word "Life". I remember having the desperate urge to discuss about it, being abnormally descriptive, being immensely passionate about its elements, and overall, being unhealthily in love with it.

Now though, i can't help but scoff whenever the word falls to my malfunctioned eardrums.

It's not that i am being unkind to those who appreciate life as it is [there, mentioning it is enough to make me cringe]. Whatever you feel strongly about, go for it. It's just that, back then i was beyond naive and had expectations that were impossible for an average person to live up to. i fail to recognise that beings are imperfect. As a consequence, a series of dissapointing incidents kept lining up one behind the other.

Like everybody else, i have been burnt. I acknowledge this fact. Also, i am aware that if it hadn't been for those painful lessons, i wouldn't have seen the many individual traits. It just saddens me whenever i under or over-estimate a person's capabilities. Especially by those whom i thought i could surrender my trust whole-heartedly. Serves me right though. I have been warned. It's my fault that i chose not to listen and went against the odds. Having said that, i do not, however, have the slightest ounce of regret. While some would find it ironic, i find it logical for the absence of those mishaps would have encouraged me to live my life *gloat* naively.

WAIT. Op, op. i just have to point something out: How naive is pronounced as nah-yi-eve and not neyve as it is spelt.

Heehaw~

Anyway, my point is, i agree i am a bitter & miserable person who can't help but have a lot of doubts and worries, especially when it comes to people who are so irritatingly nice. Nice people scare me. Fullstop.

Pretty contradicting to what i said earlier on, about not being depressed with the weather. And yet here i am, posting another gloomy entry. Sheesh. I need to rack my brain for necessary purposes, like for tomorrow's BSAC1101 exam. But before that, i'm looking forward with my male partner in crime, Mr.DM, to keep the tradition alive - the last sunday nite gateway to better prepare and brace ourselves for the new, if not the challenging [HAH!], week ahead by going out clubbing.

I know, i know. We're just sadistic party freaks who just don't know when to call it a day.

Will probably narate another series of tonite's episode tomorrow should there be anything interesting to share with you lot. Meanwhile, take it easy.