Saturday, August 12, 2006
no hero in her sky
In all honesty, i miss those times when i could blog as openly as i wished. It's getting so hard now that i'm losing grip on myself and the surging emotions, most of which i do not recognize or fail to acknowledge, are swallowing me whole. I am not at ease.
If focus is what i'm losing, then in what direction am i heading to now? If temper is what i'm losing, what are these restraints working on me? If mind is what i'm losing, then it must be because of you.
I logged in to Bl*gspot today highly hoping i'd be able to write about the mundane stuff of everyday, of the little things that i look forward to in school, of my sweets and huggies, of this obscure character i have yet to introduce to my blog and of course my few readers. I am not at ease.
I've been hanging on to temporary highs, and it's a miserable feeling post-ecstacy. Like hangovers. How eh? Thank god for music and colour therapy and yes man, thank God! And of course, heh, the little surprises springing up at apt moments. The dimple speaks alot. ;)
edit (added: redundant footnote) -- My Cbox, or tagboard, or taggy, or useless board for nobody's talking in there, Silent the link, is currently down because of whatever the Cbox people over there are doing (hello you people! what's going on ah?). I've already sent them an email to help me rectify this little problem. Now let's all sit 'round the fire and sing campfire songs while waiting for my cute little box to pop up once more. Oh i'm still contactable at fara.kasim@gmail.com -- I'm just imagining i have loyal readers.
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fara // 02:39
no hero in her sky
In all honesty, i miss those times when i could blog as openly as i wished. It's getting so hard now that i'm losing grip on myself and the surging emotions, most of which i do not recognize or fail to acknowledge, are swallowing me whole. I am not at ease.
If focus is what i'm losing, then in what direction am i heading to now? If temper is what i'm losing, what are these restraints working on me? If mind is what i'm losing, then it must be because of you.
I logged in to Bl*gspot today highly hoping i'd be able to write about the mundane stuff of everyday, of the little things that i look forward to in school, of my sweets and huggies, of this obscure character i have yet to introduce to my blog and of course my few readers. I am not at ease.
I've been hanging on to temporary highs, and it's a miserable feeling post-ecstacy. Like hangovers. How eh? Thank god for music and colour therapy and yes man, thank God! And of course, heh, the little surprises springing up at apt moments. The dimple speaks alot. ;)
edit (added: redundant footnote) -- My Cbox, or tagboard, or taggy, or useless board for nobody's talking in there, Silent the link, is currently down because of whatever the Cbox people over there are doing (hello you people! what's going on ah?). I've already sent them an email to help me rectify this little problem. Now let's all sit 'round the fire and sing campfire songs while waiting for my cute little box to pop up once more. Oh i'm still contactable at fara.kasim@gmail.com -- I'm just imagining i have loyal readers.
fara // 02:39
Tagboard.
Friendster.
Email.
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