Monday, June 14, 2004

i've decided to reveal one old blog project i had with a friend of mine, and yet another one i've just recently embarked upon.

giving us the run around - semi-fictional stories written by two authors
bleached realities - a collection of short stories

Sunday, June 13, 2004

the music pours from my speakers. def leppard's "when love and hate collides" is on the air, as audio streams from class 95's website. whenever im bored, i'll start finding this girl i've always wanted to locate, through friendster. although it's pretty much pointless, as someone with her character would be most unlikey to patronise friendster's services, i just had to try. tonight i just had a sudden inspiration to use friendster's affiliation search, pairing it up with her overseas college name. turned up a close match, someone who studied in the same college, during the same year, but i couldnt acertain if they were in the same course. like i said, pointless. reading her online resume, which i happened to chance upon by using google to search for her complete name. she's the only person i know, who's only got one search hit to her name. there's a term for it, but i forgot. as with many things in life i should have remembered.

a poignant night. a gentle breeze wafts through the louvered windows and i am once again revisiting my past. it seems that i find it very hard to look forward to things.. and am more comfortable with just looking back. opening memories in the sandbox of my mind. even those boxes labelled "Just Don't..". then comes the questioning of my personal qualities. more like self-doubt actually.

the truth of the matter is, i dont feel so great
what you see out before you, really isn't genuine
just a sham, like a pretense, it's just too late
a false front to make believe, everthing's okay
when reality is, im just crumbling
and all that holds me intact, is the facade im presenting.