Monday, October 27, 2008

天知道 怎么办 我们都失去了方向感

Listening to: Wang Lee Hom [王力宏] // 安全感

I've had people come up to me on many occasions, with only one question in mind:
"Why is it that whenever I see you, you nearly always have headphones on?"

Yes, it is true that my i-Pod has become a part of me. An appendage of sorts. One that I can hardly imagine myself living without now that I think about it.

Some people make it sound like a parasite. A thing that sucks away at my life force, leaving me drained and lacking the enthusiasm that I used to have.

Truth is, I am the parasite.
I have come to rely so much upon my i-Pod. For it to provide me a physical manifestation of the symphonic melodies that constantly replay themselves over and over in my head.

I am the one who drains its and brings it back to life on a daily basis.
Listen ... Charge ... Listen ... Charge ...
I am the one who manipulates it to do my bidding.
Louder ... Softer ... Next ... Previous ...

Yet, never once has it failed me.
It always comes through.
It's my safety net for whenever I feel as though the world is about to crash down or me or when I am about to lose hope in things.

Let me now make myself clear. If anyone ever asks me that question again, you know the reason:
Music is what sustains me. It is the air I breathe. It is everything to me.

And if anyone dares to question my integrity (like so many others have), to pursue it as a career, stfu and stop telling me what to do with my life. It is my decision and not yours.

"音乐对于我,就像蜜蜂看到花蜜般,有强大的吸引力。
To me, music is like when a bee sees honey, there is a remarkable attraction."
- Wang Lee Hom


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Believe me when I say that I am trying my utmost best to not sound like I am a complete asshole/bitch/prude/immature twit (which we all know is a lie, because I mean every word and I am that big of an asshole/bitch/prude/immature twit as some people have pointed out).

I am 110% glad that I am nothing like them.

At least I know how to be grateful for whatever I have in front of me.
At least I know how to be independent to a certain extent.
At least I know how much more mature I am.

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谎。全部都是谎。

滚开。

黑暗已经把我拼吞。

Sunday, October 19, 2008

Selling your soul for a bag full of purified dirt.

Listening to: Wang Lee Hom 王力宏 // China White

Things have dulled into a monotonous thump for the most part.

I do wish that I had more to say though.

But I don't. Because some things are better left unsaid.
Changes are being made that will forever divert the course of my life.

Honestly? I want that day to come sooner.

And apparently, I have a slight problem, although slight is an understatement in its own ...
Up to you to figure out what that problem is.

dearleehomilysrslymarrymeobsessedmuchifyoubotheredyouwouldknowthisistheproblem.

Friday, October 03, 2008

There is nothing to do but forget.

Listening to: Dong Bang Shin Ki [동방신기] // Kiss Shita Mama, Sayonara

A single, solitary line is always enough to say what you want to without revealing too much.

" 泣いて泣いて泣いて 忘れるしかない "

" 冷たいその手君のせいじゃない
幼き日々ほった傷抱え
誰かを愛すること恐れてるの
言葉の裏側背を向けて "