I have nothing to boast about and yet there is so much pride within me. Wretched, cursed, pride of life. As I battle the flesh, I must remember that there is no fight if I do not try. I will not concede to let the devil have a foothold – my joy will be in holding fast to what I know is True.
The necessary evil for long term survival. Clench our fists, grit our teeth, harden our hearts and trudge on.
DISCLAIMER: DO NOT READ IF YOU DON’T WANT SPOILERS FOR TAR EPISODE 3.
So while watching the Ch 5 telecast, I was hyperventilating and blubbering with excitement and heart-attackness so much that I kept texting Debbie every 10293102 seconds. And because I could not fully express my HEART BEATING OUT OF ITS CHEST + my blubbering over with madness & tears at the end of the episode, this is what the sms convo turned out like in the last 5 minutes of the show.
Yes, that pretty much charts the descent into #TEAMJUMBA MADNESS.
MY JC DINGDING ADDED ME ON FACEBOOK!!!!!!!!! He is definitely not my friend. Facebook should have a ‘dingding’ status that we can label people as. OK IF YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND THIS, ITS ALRIGHT. RANDOM PEACE OUT.
&ONE PHOTO FOR THE ROAD:
A follow-up of the previous post – the product of our INTENSE EYE SHOT. That’s hot.
Safely back from BKK (thank God for safety and protection!)…. but sad to say, I doubt I’m back from my blog hiatus/inconsistency – given that deadlines kick in right about mid-OCTOBER (and just to refresh everyone’s memory, OCTOBER IS LIKE GAINING ON OUR ARSES) I am going to scream. Will post BKK photos once they are uploaded (and edited, somewhat. or I might have screaming friends break off ties with me for unglam shots), alongside more sporadic, small posts.
Yes, I am sad. No longer do I have the luxury to sit here and type away furiously, ranting about unresolved life issues and posting unrealistic-looking idyllic pictures. Or at least thats what I predict.. I might be wrong! Doubt it. In other news, I managed to catch up on all my episodes of shows that have been rolled over due to the trip, and each one is better than the next. Thank God for Amerikan television. And WONG FU PRODUCTIONS/asian-amerikan youtubers in general. AND korean semi-reality shows featuring the cutest couple in the world. This really is the technological age. FAIL.
I KNOW EVERYONE JUST WANTS TO LOOK AT PICTURES AND THERE ARE NONE IN THIS POST AND THUS I SHALL END NAOW.
Watched Wall-E twice today. Made me think.
Walked home today after dark, something I haven’t done in a LONG time.
While walking, was plugged into CBR.
Randomly, it hit me. The fragility of life, the paper-thin existence of my own life.
It had to be CBR that invoked these uber-emo feelings within me. It always is.
And wow, how emotions come in w a v e s. Its like before you can surface to gasp for air, another one hits you and drags you under.
And you fight and fight and fight for one more gasp of air.
That’s all your paper-thin existence hangs on. That fragile line. Sustained by one more gasp of air after the other.
I’d rather feel the pain, the struggle to fight for my life – than cruise through it, feeling nothing at all.
This is a continuation of my tweet.
The rain invokes so many senses and feelings inside, like eating a warm donut on a cold day or seeing lit up Christmas trees. love being human.
.. like shutting your eyes tight when you make a wish upon a shooting star, like having your pup rush to the door to greet you after a day at school. Like drinking 100plus after a crazy workout (I assure you this has happened. Before.), like insanity in a class during free period, like shouting off a cliff at the top of your lungs, like smelling freshly baked goods waft out of the kitchen. Like looking into a baby’s perfect face and seeing it burst into a smile, like hearing your parents say ‘i love you’. Like listening to your absolute favorite song come on the radio, like blowing out the candles when you are 5. Like going into the store and buying chocolate to eat right there and then, like watching old school Disney movies. Like lying on the grass and watching cloud shapes, like frolicking in a pool doing handstands. Like having a hand to hold, like being home away from home. Like presents, like joy, like love.
Okay maybe I got too carried away. But I still love this mood the rain puts me in.