teared to windstruck, again. finally('finally' seemingly means achievement) finished the movie from when i stopped, from an unexpected interruption(sometime during the chalet). put the "exclusive" "bonus" original music video included with the (dreaded)vcd[cant get the dvd] on repeat. -knocking on heaven's door- by some singer that cant pronounce english properly. makes it what it is, what seemed to put the final touches to the starting scenes of that movie.

realised inspirations come to me right before i sleep. tried to recall what they were the next day(cause i'm sleepy[why else would i sleep?]) but cant. tried writing them down but the words dont come together the next day. so am i gonna be just like that? falling into the grasps of sleep and losing words like water wringed from a towel already put to dry.

currently reading adrian mole(the next part of his life[right after the one we studied]). hope my father will continue to fund the reading of adrianmole diaries. wanna get da vinci code. but i dont seem to have time when sch reopens.

MS at 40. taking long to lvl.

just wanna play soccer, sweat; watch happy-ending-movies-that-encourage-thoughts-of-your-freeging-sad-life and cry so that probably if i'm drained of fluid i'd not again be void of words when the vacuum has to be filled.

idonotlookuptotheskyandthinkofgod
idonotsayaprayerhopingitcomestrue
idonotwishtherewereagreaterbeing
idonotmakeconfessionsofmysins
idonotdreamtoolittleidreammorethanmuch
idonotbelievethatdreamscometrue
idonotbelievegoalscannotbeaciheved
idonotbelieveinangelsbutyoudeludemyeyes

For you.

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