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Jul 15, 2012:Brick by boring brick.


LaLaLand



Dear diary,, Sun-dayy *15o712*.



Jussive July. 
Sunday
Hello to those who still drop by once in a while..
It's been a while since my last post huh..?


After that talk with Peihuan, I'm giving things another round of reflection.
I really did live my life in that Gsus4 chord ever since supernova happened a couple yrs back.
& since my best friend of 15 years have rendered me a lost memory..
I guess that's that for my past.



What I have now is family..
and the new. Although I don't really know what that means;
because it's inevitable to feel stuck in this alternate reality
& my distorted dreams have not helped my believing in my insanity.



Life goes on.. & I believe I'm fine.
God's there.. everywhere.
I haven't been doing anything worthy of him lately,
but He still stood by me in my soul.. my mind.. my conscience.


I haven't done anything irreversible I'm glad..
.. but I've been having lovely nights with Zana baby Jr. & our twilight escapades. =)
Yesterday we left her house some time before midnight. Got back a lil' past 3am.
Cycled through the familiar & the unfamiliar. My old house.. elder brother's old school..


Just like what "the people" (who are these people anyway?) say..
'things happen at night'.
saw the many odd jobs~ people walking on mrt tracks; passed the MRT parking zone;

Red cabs & midnight grocers; acrobatic window wipers; Mc stocks & a beautiful world of dew.


Guess I made some friends?
& a stranger came up to me & asked 'Hello miss, have you got a stick to spare?'
'Yeah sure.. help yourself,' I offered.
'Need a light?' 'Ah yes please!'




The night life.. oft. misunderstood.




Life goes on even when you're asleep.
Life goes on even if you will nevermore.. wake up.
Life goes on even if you don't remember.
Life goes on even if you do but you choose not to.



......at least- till it's time. Only in due time..




If you choose not to remember me,
in vain.. or in feign..
it is a decision you made lil' missy.

Because maybe you didn't trust me enough.. because maybe you just never did.


Who is I.. lest thou be mindful of? -popppycock







p.s. lately.. I've been talking to the moon. =)





 TalkingToStars. 


LiLMiss[V]exatious

SyidahAinVeeJr.; 10:57 PM



♫|Nostalgia| |Melancholy|♪