New Moon

Despite the excessive daily doses of my heroin today, 95% of my energy has been sucked out of me resulting in my fatigueness of the year (well, so far). For lessons tomorrow, I decided to spend my days on the chair, hands on the keypads. Thank heaven for the invention of the projectors! My legs are killing me, and worse still - my head is teasing my body to get weakened by each hour.
Finished with the lesson plan, halfway downloading Spunk Ransom's video, my poetic side of me suddenly took over me. And here, I scramble some things that went through my heads lately.. and randomly.

You're not lost but you don't know the way.

You're not torn between two roads, but you have to decide.

You're not indecisive, but you can't make up your mind.

You're on the ground, but you feel like you're on free air.

Waiting since forever to touch down.

It's all for you to take, yet they don't belong to you at all.
You know which way to drive through,

yet you can't be behind the wheel anymore.
You think you failed, when actually you don't.
You think you succeeded, yet you have never tasted the glory.

Loudness is merely a sound of silence.
And, silence is the loudest thought in your brain.

"Well, I like this world".

Some people are meant to roam in this world.
Give them a map and a compass,

they will keep them under the seat.

Madness craves and hope's enslaved.
Wishful thinkings are hanging on the other tongue,

But boiling in my blood.
Who's left to soothe the pain? And to ease the strain?

Or rather, WHAT would?

'Tis how it feels to be a flightless bird. I guess..

*was thinking whether a holiday in Kuching would be a good idea, or not?*

(Mid-Term break 14 - 21 March 2009)