Thursday, August 13, 2009

there is a light.

speechless is a word. we can go on and on just discussing the word with no clear purpose. and maybe that is the whole point. we actually don't really need a purpose for anything. i just feel like saying it. and verbally, i'm no longer speechless.

at 6.24pm, i'm still here. at 28, i'm still here. in 2009, i'm still here. and it might sound that it is never wrong or bad or anything, unless that's what you would prefer to think. unless you would prefer to listen to all the good, mesmerizing stuffs. that is all your ears are reserved for. or perhaps, that will be the sole, contributing agent in keeping your sanity. now, is that mesmerizing and all?

i know many things or ways or tricks i could somehow apply in building walls to avoid such disturbances. and i know i don't really feel like there is anything wrong.

and at 6.31pm, i just decided i should stop typing. at 28, i should just leave. and finally, on a sunny august afternoon in year 2009, i know i need my camels and pearl jam.

Tuesday, August 04, 2009

August is for Virgins?

my car has been "warded" for two weeks now. been using a friend's honda ever since. i'm beginning to like it but not as much as i would to a 3 series. (remember that line from radiohead's airbag? - "in a fast german car, i'm amazed that i survived...an airbag saved my life"). that's why i'll be getting myself one.

went to KL last friday. almost missed my flight on the next day. thanks to those who braved the saturday afternoon marching on the road (maybe for a reason they themselves couldn't really tell). was there for a presentation and i sincerely hope it shall be the last time i ever needed to be there for. had a good chat with brenda though (niceeee chick!)..hee..

back in town just in time for the closing ceremony of The 6th JB Arts Festival. Si Bongkok Tanjung Puteri, tale of that Robin Hood-y legendary hero, was magnificently enticing. or maybe because i have never been to a musical drama of any sort. but seriously, they were good.

did i mention about enjoying julian mokhtar and karen nunis blackstone (from mississippi to chicago) a night of blues concert weeks ago? not familiar with half of the songs but they really blew me away.

in about three weeks, it's Ramadhan again. time, hmm..

time is never time at all

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