It's amazing how time passes...been playing Disgaea for a long long time, probably 3 mths straight, then lapsed out of it (psp, that is); and at the same time, my MMORPG game ROHAN, even WOW...and now. Kung fu Panda, aka Xbox 360 bear-wannabe-that-captures-hearts...

Makes you wonder if that's all it is. Games, more games, and nothing else. It all just drizzles out into little 'nothingness'. And yet, you get this overwhelming sense of self-satisfaction, where laughter/joy/excitement comes all rolled-in-1.

Maybe it's the lack of sleep or the air-con having gone haywire that drove me to my insomaniac-ness...but from where I stand, the view looks pretty fine and dandy. Whereas, the thought of having to give all this up, and cramp my life into a little nutshell of an existence (once again) seems a tad too far-fetch at the moment. Until the point I have to go back, then it'll be that time.

 

~Emo that heightens to a new scale

and so the time comes around again, where all things go but one full circle before smacking you in the face. What gets to me is the fact that, many so often, we don't even care about what all this means. What i'm saying is, the time where your life seems a tad bit stuck, unwritable rather. Something, somewhat of a pirated dvd stuck in corrupt mode. Back to melbourne they all say, and he'll go soon. And yet, what's this i feel, or rather not want to feel? - blue is the colour of me