It’s a natural phenomenon not even a single soul can explain (duh, why else would they call it a phenomenon?!). When we have classes, people want summer so they could go hit he beach. But when it’s summer, people want to go to school to do something productive. Why oh why can’t we settle our desires? Life is complicated, I know.
The nosy intro was called for because of the current situation: people, welcome to BUMdom! Summer may be the time for people to chill down, relax, hit the beach or surf the waves. Summer, for me, would spell ultimate Idleness and getting lost in the world of nothingness. Summer is an infinite cyclic cycle of routines waiting to be put to an end.
But you know what? I’m lovin’ it (parapapapah). Yes, the resting, the eating, the washing, the bathing and all the other shindigs and shingalings that comes along with it. You’ll never know what could happen the next minute and when you’re not pretty much psyched up with it, it’s okay. The flow is hard to follow, but sometimes, we just have to. Spontaneity at its finest. Oohh yeah.
These days, I’m having a lot of mood swings. Thinking of so many things in life for one second then shifting to an absolute play of randomness the next. I’ve had many bangag moments in the afternoons, most of which count for my being alone. Sigh… I miss company. Oh boy, here we go again…
I’ve never seen YM this quiet before. Most of the time, my speakers are filled with many buzzes and doorbells and knock-on-doors, but this time, it’s pure silence. Bliss. Tranquility. Madnessss!!! Where have all the people gone today?!
Hmmm… so what else have I been up to? Oh, watching oh-so-many so-called “soaps” in ETC. Veronica Mars, The OC, One Tree Hill, Joan of Arcadia and Friends to name a few. I know most of these are categorized mainly as “cheesy” or “corny”, but hey, I love them. So I don’t give a damn if they’re cheesy.
Been on the lookout for a certain video, too. “Broken Sonnet” by Hale. OMG, is this the start of yet another addiction? I mean… I’m loving Alternative already and whenever my song goes POP, I start hating it. I’m not over Kitchie yet and here comes Hale to swoop down all the attention. They’re like Radioactive Sago Project with their radically new style of songwriting, only they speak more of the Broken Hearted Language. Poets, I must say. Hehe.
Hmmm so what else? Well if you’re on the lookout for me (I know there is one single soul out there out to hunt me), you can catch me at a bed right in front of a small Color Television. Where the Bed is and What television I’m in front of is for me to know and for you to find out. Go get that trenchcoat and mag glasses, you’re out to investigate! Haha…
Shout out to my Bes, Belette! Mishu gurl…
Blah. Life is pretty boring. But I love my life so I don’t have much of a choice, do I? I’m out. :p