to kill time, there are times when i read other people's blog. many topics or subjects or bluntly-written day-to-day diary. sometimes amusing, sometimes annoying. sometimes i think some of us need some help. sometimes i think i need it more than anyone else. sometimes i just listen to REM's everybody hurts.
a friend wrote about his emptiness. blaming his career for the amount of prozac and valium and all that mind-altering chemicals consumed. is it true that being a writer, you will have to let yourself wandering around in some imaginary worlds? so that you could produce out-of-this-world results. so that you will receive a big round of applause for your masterpiece but internally you are battling with the demon who just wouldn't go away.
everybody hurts.
a friend wrote about his emptiness. blaming his career for the amount of prozac and valium and all that mind-altering chemicals consumed. is it true that being a writer, you will have to let yourself wandering around in some imaginary worlds? so that you could produce out-of-this-world results. so that you will receive a big round of applause for your masterpiece but internally you are battling with the demon who just wouldn't go away.
everybody hurts.
7 comments:
Dang bro.. are you the real nazib or some other freakishly nerdy guy that i never knew about..Where'd all the dark thoughts come from man or are you currently stuck working in some hell hole suddenly making you all literate about life and shit?
-diyana-
diyana>>well darling, i've had my share in one of life's shitholes. kinda weird writing some psycho shit without a fat joint. but i just feel sorry for a friend. three words for him-let it go.
Perghh... really menusuk the hati la bro..Gotta give you some credit for writing without any substances to feed the angry monster :)..As for this friend of ours, thought i heard that he already adopted a life? guess i heard wrong. must think that i'd feel bad about the whole thing but..i don't..I numbed myself with work, work and more work till there's no more soul in this so-called rebel anymore..Tell our friend that jodoh is jodoh as life must go on no matter how shitty it is AND being murung don't do shit to ease the pain.
ps: we talking about the same thing ar bro?
pps: why no longer joining the red eye'd club ar..;)
lady d>>> always thought that all of it is just a phase. time heals they say, but the chap truly found himself trapped in it. i can only hope that he would wake up one day and realize it ain't worth shit.
ps : yup, i suppose we're on the same page.
pps : emptiness, real bad. long story short, went home, met a friend, called it a day. i now know, people can actually get a good laugh without mary jane, decently.
forget prozac, valium diazepam and all that shit.
Heroin is the kicker.
floyd>>>thanks bro. very helpful there.
My dear friend..
It WAS just supposed to be a phase la bro..I mean we all know how dramatic he can be and he TOTALLY got carried away (dengar sampai berenang atas jalan raya)..can't you just tell him that he's not 23 anymore and there's just no use being a baby about it HEY YOUR FRIENDS DON'T GIVE A SHIT A DEY. LIFE'S HARD DEAL WITH IT (kan kan kan?). Pendek kata, there's actually more to the story and gua malas nak citer panjang2..benda dah lepas..
Anyway i'm happy cuz at least you're talking to me :) (frenz totally bailed on me after the bloody massacre ;P)
ps: lampam becoming a big shot actor now eh..huhu
pps : i forgot how to laugh
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