The potential for things happening is always more alluring than the actual event falling into place.

It's the same as the story capturing the attention more than the moment happening.

Remember Me as a time of Day

Lovely.

http://youtu.be/XkclIDu9K5c

Currently listening to Stars , Part time heroes and Michael Franks - all from the wonderful Pao who gave me a whole stash of music to sample after I asked him who was doing the singing from his laptop a couple of weeks ago.

I like it when people recommend music, books and movies and not random homeopathic cures - I hate being told how to fix a cold or a rash with vinegar and honey. I am a strong believer in science and drug stores thank you very much.

Had some chai latte earlier - don't be fooled by the fancy name, it's just some sweet condensed milk in hot water and powdered chai - local salabat is better but oh well. better than milo.

It's a Saturday night at home -- earlier I woke up from a marathon nap with an "is this all there is to it?"

It's the lack of money. Plus Breaking Dawn is showing so I am avoiding all local cinemas. I might break into hives from all the teenyboppers roaming the hallways.

I just read what I posted and I realized that instead of an upward climb, I am wholly flippant on print.

I have random thoughts. I have decided some time ago that life is too weird to obsess over things that might not happen - my days are mostly funny because of the people around me ( i.e. converting my team into baklese speaking heteros) and because of the long hours spent at work ( coming home on time is treat though I love the overtime pay)

I fear growing old and alone. That's a secret but not anymore because I've broadcasted it.

I think about how people perceive me - so I try my damnest to be better than most. I am not that intelligent but I manage.

I wish I am more vain in terms of looks but I am not though I am a big fan of facial creams that whiten. I don't want to be a dark skinned fatty. Not that it's bad but my mom always reminds me that "at least you are fair skinned"

It takes me long to start working on something. I am a master procastinator but I am finding a way to cure that.

I bought a rowing machine that I've used once - and I intend to start rowing. I miss the dull ache on my muscles. I did play sports before.

I think that being fat is a hindrance to finding a man. And since I judge myself harshly it means that I won't find a man until I accept myself. Fat chance. Haha.

I like being useful. It gives me worth.

My mastery of English makes me feel above others. Haha. Not really. Other people know shit that I can't even fathom. My local language skills are improving though.

I think frequently about migrating to Australia but I don't think I have the gumption. And I don't want to work in factory.

Oh well.

A Free Fall and Something

I like Michael Franks - listening to him is like eavesdropping to private conversation about a special memory that you sort of wish you own but would rather marvel at how marvelous that memory is --- it's private and public at the same time and though I find it tough humming his songs, when the trusty nano is playing the albums, I get lost.

A gent was generous to give me copies of his albums. Alternating it now with Powderfinger.

My Heart Said Wow
Michael Franks

I guess I never knew love
Could ever be true love
Life had left me gigantically
Anti-romantic
I was blue as Camus
And I never quite understood why
Love passed me by

Though it's true that this ditty
Begins in self-pity
I can promise the ending
Will be more ascending
Cause I've made some revisions
Since our sweet collision
And how
Just look at me now
I simply surrendered
The moment my heart said Wow

Though it's true that this ditty
Begins in self-pity
I can promise the ending
Will be more ascending
Cause I've made some revisions
Since our sweet collision
And how
Just look at me now
I simply surrendered
The moment my heart said Wow


Aren't we all looking for the Wow moment? Now i just need a wow back.