One day I woke up woke up knowing today is the day I will die
Cashdogg was barking went to the park and enjoyed that one last time
Called my mother told her I loved her and begged her not to cry
Wrote her a letter that said I’d miss her and signed that goodbye...
You know the happiest day of my life
I swear the happiest day of my life is the day that I die
(the day that I died)
Can you feel the cold tonight?
(the day that I died)
It sets in but it’s alright
(the day that I died)
Darkness falls I’m letting go
(the day that I died)
All alone but I feel fine
We took a drive and we drove thru d.c.
To see the places we lived, long conversations
We talked of old friends and all the things that we did
Summer nights, drunken fights
Mistakes we made...did we live it right?
You know the happiest day of my life I swear the happiest day of my life
Is the day that I died
(the day that I died)
Can you feel the cold tonight?
(the day that I died)
It sets in but it’s alright
(the day that I died)
Darkness falls I’m letting go
(the day that I died)
All alone but I feel just fine
You know the happiest day of my life
I know the happiest day of my life
I swear the happiest day of my life is the day that I died
(the day that I died)
Can you feel the cold tonight?
(the day that I died)
It sets in but it’s alright
(the day that I died)
Darkness falls I’m letting go
(the day that I died)
All alone but I feel just fine
Did I live it right?
I hope I lived it right
I hope I lived it right, I know I lived it right
Did I live it right?
I hope I lived it right, I know I lived it right
Did that make dying seem a happy thing.
A lonely and long bus ride on a virtually empty bus, grey clouds out of the window, tuning in to GC, the most lethal concoction to kill the mind. From learning that the leader of the Singapore terrorist Jemaah Islamiyah (JI) network, Mas Selamat Kastari has escaped from some noobass detention centre, i went through some kind of, i don't know, emotional distress, thinking about how young i would die.
Not just that, and the possibility that Selamat(is it reverse sarcasm or wot) guy doesn't contact headquarters and starts bombing places just from shampoo/oil/milk powder bought from seven-eleven is almost nil, but. It just sort of make me wake up. Shall not elaborate okay.
I just had the foresight i have to go on an exploration, somehow.
So familiar.
reason behind the sudden bnw-ness, tsktsk.
whoa big changes since my last time there in peefive with tuition teacher. heartwarming that auntie anne and kenny rogers are still there.
finale.
If i'm lucky enough i may just finally get a jawb.
Clarke Quay was never so beautiful. Very narratively, i just stood on the bridge linking the two sides of CQ, looking into the sea and sipping lemonade from Auntie Anne's combo. Watched the neon lights reflected from the neon pink 'Riverside Point' sign dance on the water, which was further enhanced by the pure white light coming from below the parapet, and i felt like. Cryingsxzxz. Gee is there no other word that doesn't sound so nooblet eight-year-oldish.
And just plainly looking into the night sky, the polished glass of the nearby building, just made me feel so alive. The wind was blowing and i was smilingblahblahblah. We. Need. Substitutes. Yes sometimes we should just stop and stare. I don't care if i have the money or pleasure just to sit in the posh riverside cafes/restaurants like those angmohs do, but CQ was so beautiful today.
I would have explored the way to Boat Quay as well but due to time and weather constraints, sort of pushed it away.
Lalala somehow don't feel like elaborating. I totally maxed the day. :)
I would like to thank bus service one-nine-five for making me where i am today.
While mister fugitive is still making it work, may i implore some kind soul to watch the following films with me. Please.
1. Sweeney Todd
2. Persepolis
3. Juno
4. There Will Be Blood
5. No Country for Old Men
I don't care anym0resxzsxzxzsxzs.
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