"Listen to my heart, can you hear it sings
Telling me to give you everything
Seasons may change, winter to spring
But I love you until the end of time." - Moulin Rouge, Come What May
Know what? I feel oddly content. Ok, not content, per say. Maybe.. Indifferent? Fine, So they mean absolutely different things. Sue me.
I'm been listening to the same wardrobe of songs, but they're getting a little tedious. Well, a little. And today just wasn't really very interesting... Not really..
Same ol', same ol'.. Went to mass in the morning. Few things surprised me, most things didn't. Anne bailed out after she came down with a virus and refused to pass it to me. Bloody, noble girl. Just when I WANT sickness...
Went home after Wanton Mee at Geylang. Sometimes, when I read people's blogs, I think how lucky they are that they get to go to Fancy, expensive-no-less places to chow. It just inspires (well, pushes) me to work harder to live a life I want. Not fancy dining, or living, just a life where I don't look at people and think "I can't afford that. Don't even think about it." But where I know I can AFFORD the Shangri La buffet but think, "nah, it's a waste of money anyway."
I want the same for my entire family so badly. I want the childhood that was ripped from me so suddenly, I didn't know what was happening till it was over. I want wanting toys for christmas that other kids got even though I knew I wasn't going to play with them after a month. I want no more suffering my mother went through, pain that I can only hear about, and not feel, because it was just so intense. I want my mother to never have to lift a finger again. I want my brother to get his wishes of settling down soon because I know he is working so hard to do that. I want my other brother to succeed in his music career. I want to give my family anything and everything I can just because I love them so much. I want the life we deserve and no more pain.
Wow... when I run off-track, I REALLY run, huh?
Well, anyway, my computer is on the fritz again.. No surprise there..
You know how some people don't know what they wanna do for the future? I don't want that. But is that really what I should be doing? I really don't know.
This is the great thing about my blog. I run off-track like, again, and again, and it's ok. Because it's not some stupid essay. It's just me. And my run-away imagination.
Goodnight to all, and to all a goodnight! (Well, it's supposed to be 'merry christmas'.)
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