Sunday, February 04, 2007

I'm sorry I'm sorry I really should be off doing my work but I can't my mind keeps wandering so I shall sit here a bit. I did the strings yesterday and I didn't wind it up properly so they ended up coming loose and today I tried to fix them and the 2nd string broke, so now I'm a failed musician, without even having attempted to be one. Pathetic? I think so. You know, I think if I were to adopt some kind of stereotype, I'd want to do the brooding musician meets jocular inner child. HAHA. First, I'd have to actually play 10 times better than I do now, and I'd actually have to have an inner child. Do I. Do I?? A List of things approaches. You know You tell the most comforting things, and I believe it because I want to; and that's what separates faith and faithlessness: that which we cling on to not because we know it is real, but because it fills up the holes that other people leave behind.

I've tried cooking an egg on a coffee-burner.

I have an uncle who loves fishing but hates seafood in general.

I'm always scared when people know who I am

Although I like to argue otherwise (for the sake of argument), I believe that animals are slightly lesser beings than us. This is because they do not talk like me or walk like me. It doesn't mean I love them less, in fact, the opposite is truer.

When I bite my nails, sometimes I swallow them.

When I sit in the front passenger seat of a car, I alternate between watching other people in the other cars and looking at myself in the side-view mirror.

I've pretended to like things just because someone I liked liked those things too

Other people have pretended to like things because I like them.

I think food tastes better when I eat it with my hands, but I don't usually do this.

I sleep with a bolster that is more than 12 years old.

When I write essays, sometimes I write lots of nonsense so whoever reads it won't understand it, and comes out of it thinking I'm really profound and all that.

Although I never show it, I'm scared of quite a few people

I've never eaten chicken rice chilli before.

When I was younger, I loved to play with flour/powder by mixing it up with water to form a paste and my grandma used to hide the powder away because of that.

I used to melt wax over a bedside lamp and then stick my finger in the hot wax so that there'd be a fingerprint.

I'd like to save someone's life.

Someone loves me but doesn't know it yet

I've stayed up all night only once in my entire life.

I am secretly possessive though I try not to seem that way.

I love surprising people

I also love being surprised (in a good way)

I've entertained thoughts that would certainly shock the hell out of most people.

I'm scared of the dark.

I'm scared of the sea.




Sometimes, we don't do things, yet others know we want to do things, so we don't do them.

- it's what you do to me,
by @ 11:23 AM