Saturday, February 2, 2008

Confessions...

It’s been so long since I blogged and its all thanks to the mouse in my house...
My dad who is computer not-so-literate tried to create a commotion when it doesn't work blaming it on us and now, after him banging the mouse several times (as if it would work) is now resting in peace.

Hence, like so handicapped guy, my computer's cursor is now manoeuvred with the help of the numerical keypad. Hence, logging on to do anything is still a hassle yet but I wouldn't want to damage my already infected computer...

Somehow, I think I am starting to hate my dad and everyone around me. I build this wall of defensive-ness around me like "I don't give a damn" kinda thing. It is so not me but is that the way I should be?

Confused, I really don't get what I am going through. I used to be the jovial, people pleasing guy who puts a smile on everyone's face but now, I am just bitter...

I hate to sound melancholic but I can't help going through these emotions (like I am having PMS...) Can emo out of a sudden which is so not necessary cos it just makes my day so unworthy to keep going on for...

I really need a new perspective in life but what can I do?
Yes, I am in a melancholic mood today...

Wreck of the Day...

Driving away from the wreck of the day
And the light's always red in the rear-view
Desperately close to a coffin of hope
I'd cheat destiny just to be near you
If this is giving up, then I'm giving up
If this is giving up, then I'm giving up, giving up
On love, On love

Driving away from the wreck of the day
And I'm thinking 'bout calling on Jesus
'Cuz love doesnt hurt so I know I'm not falling in love
I'm just falling to pieces
And if this is giving up then I'm giving up
If this is giving up then I'm giving up, giving up
On love, On love

Maybe I'm not up for being a victim of love
All my resistance will never be distance enough
Ohhh... mmm...

Driving away from the wreck of the day
And it's finally quiet in my head
Driving alone, finally on my way home to the comfort of my bed
And if this is giving up, then I'm giving up
If this is giving up, then I'm giving up, giving up
On love, On love

5 comments:

savante said...

Yikes! Someone murdered the mouse!

Janvier said...

Memang flogging a dead hors- we mean mouse. Mice are cheap, replace it quick!

Oh treat it as PMS and stuff yourself silly with comfort food!

Ernie said...

eat more chocolate and do exercise! elle wood would advise the same thing..

It's CNY! Time to feel love, dahling!

glog said...

Hahaha

Savante: I did not, was my dad...

janvier: I replaced 5 mouse... None works... Must be the PC.. sad...

Ernie: Thanks... Love chocolates...

Fable Frog said...

oh~ it's the year of the 'mouse' in deed~ hahaha