Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Psychedelic Funkarella

Sent Junxiang off at the airport this morn...Yet another of our gang gone....To Canada no less...Hope you do well there....Can't wait to see you again...

Went to Europa just now....First time everyone who went drinks...So we ended up drinking 12 jugs of beer(although I didn't drink as much as the rest as I'm not a beer guy)...

We had fun for sure...Talking cock and laughing at silly things...Beer is the life!!! Haha...Of course I just had to make a silly bet that we couldn't finish the beer. So now I have to get hp numbers from 3 pretty girls when we go for the SMU freshie party at Chinablack on Friday. I'm sure with my *looks* that I cannot make it. What do you expect from someone who looks like Cookie Monster? Ever heard of Mrs Cookie Monster? Guess I'll have to do forfeit.

I did a lot of silly things after I alighted from the cab outside my house. I walked 4oom to the 7-eleven to buy 3 ferrero rochers. And ate them all while walking back halfway back home. Meanwhile I was swinging my arms and making exaggerated actions. I even pointed middle fingers at a bloody mirror. I wasn't drunk and I can control meself. But it feels good to just let the alcohol take over once in a while. That's why I love to dance at clubs. Just let your body swing to the rhythm.

Anyway...All these crazy thoughts went throught me mind as I was lying in the bathtub just now. I was thinking why do people like to drink. And I realised. It's this sub-real feeling that everything is funny and makes you wanna laugh. You become more bold and reckless. Instead of the damn law-abiding citizen, You become a freaking rebel against society's norm. You just feel like swinging and shaking like there's no tomorrow 'cause you got so much energy bursting to be released.

Slip inside the eye of your mind
Don’t you know you might find
A better place to play


We all want to be different. Don't tell me you will be satisfied just being a regular 9-5 worker. Sure, reality might mean you have no other choice. But we all want to be special. To think we are unique and different. To know that we made a (excuse me language) fucking difference and ain't just someone who lived and died.

Sometimes when the skies are dark and I'm just lying on the sofa. I think what would happen when I die. When I just grow old, lie in my bed, and pass away. What if there was no Afterlife? What if this life was all there was? And I'd just be cut out from the future. Of all the wonderful and dreadful things that would come to pass. Thus I sometimes wish to be immortal.

Some days I hate everything
I hate everything
Everyone and everything
Please don’t tell me everything is wonderful now


But that'd be a problem in itself. How would I handle the loss of my friends and family? Unless the whole world was immortal too? But then without Death there wouldn't be Birth. How many people can this Earth take?

And so I sometimes wish....that when I die..I'd be able to experience the lifes of everything, living or not, past, present and future. So that I'd know I have no regret and that I've known every secret and lived every life. How it feels to be a tree with the wind rustling the leaves. Or a drop of water carried around the vast ocean with me fellow peers. To be the lover and to be the loved. To be a boy and to be a girl. A grandpapa and a grand daughter. To smoke and to never have smoked. To be a virgin and to be a whore. Be everywhere and everyone and eveything at the same time and for all time.

But you and i, we live and die
The world’s still spinning round
We don’t know why
Why, why, why, why


I think I think too much. And that's the problems with humans. We think too much, are too (excuse the language again) fucking selfish and just want the best for ourselves. We are what we are. And we can blame no one but ourselves.

Without immortality, we can only keep making choices. I hope I've made all the right choices so far. But I know that I made many wrong ones. And have had terrible experiences to bear. They say you can't change your past. But I know you can change your future. I can only wish I never again make a choice that will give me grieve or regret.

Well,I can only write so much. And if I go on I know that I'll probably write a book or something. Your eyes are probably sore from reading so much anyway. So give me a call and meet me. I now know that the best time to be had is to be spent with your loved ones. I'm sorry if I didn't spend the time to know you better. Give me a chance will you?

Some day you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova
A champagne supernova in the sky

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