Just a rattling post on life and my constant worry out of nothing. Just void spaces in circles.
Maybe it's the lack of time. Or the power of my favorite hobby. Maybe both, how they collaborate into a vast, vast emotion spiraling down my gut.
I wish my days could be longer. I wish life wasn't this short. I wish life could end happily like how fairy tales only portray the happily ever after. They missed out the part where they should label that DVD cover or that Enid Blyton storybook with an expiry date too. Everyone decays into nothing. Even if they reborn into the next life, there won't be Tom and Jerry, maybe Jerry and his nagging mouse mother. Or Tom with Spike. How painfully tragic. Like Romeo and Juliet became Romeo and Juliet's Dad...
Everyone lives in the unknown with a kind of uncertainty. We all know how death takes everyone away, one by one. Just like how my aunt passed away a few years back. It just depends who's in line first. Why don't we all have a queue for death, maybe things will be more organized. But then again, if we all know when our death dates are, the already very messy world would turn into a real mess.
And I'm watching Super Model Me now. It's the elimination round going on and the 4 models left were told by the judges to name out who they think should go home and they're told to state a reason. At times, life is so nasty, sometimes it's so fake I feel like shutting myself from everyone else. One even said, "This is SuperModel Me, not BestFriend You..."
My maid just shared with me her love story. This java guy tried to woo her, he brought a box of chocolate and a stalk of rose and as he walked closer to her, he dropped the stalk of flower.... the story stopped cos I burst into laughter!!
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