I say this a lot and I know I'm going to sound like a really broken recorder but life cannot get anymore mundane than it is now.
Seriously.
Where is the adventure?
Where is the excitement?
I used to wake up everyday thinking and wondering about the endless possibilities life might give me...
Now I just wake up, go to work, come home and sleep.
I'm not a very happy person.
Been listening to loads of Yann Tiersen, X Japan, E.S Posthumus, Immediate Music and Globus these past few days.
Yann Tiersen is one of those composers that you listen to, sip a cup of tea, close your eyes and illustrate a children's book in your mind. Full of fantasy creatures and adventures. It makes me happy. You (whoever you are) should really listen to him.
Now I feel like drinking my strawberry tea.
My head's been cloudier these past few days.
My teachers used to complain about me constantly day dreaming... wait till they see me now. They're just gonna slice off a piece of foot in agony at how I turned out.
So apparently, the new Miss USA knows quite a bit about Star Wars and the media is going ape-shit crazy over that.
Why?
Can't a girl like Star Wars?
Wait till I win a beauty pageant, you idiots are gonna lose your pants AND panties over the amount of shit I know about Star Wars.
I'm not proud of it but my brother and I watched A New Hope AND Empire Strikes Back more times than we can count. (Vader was attractive even to a naive, innocent young me though he scared the Jesus out of me)
And that was before we reached the double digits.
... I'm actually quite proud of it.
Lately, I've been reminiscing...
Not about much, I assure you.
It isn't so much that I'm reminiscing but I'm just thinking about things from the past and indulging myself in more day dreams.
Oh and the dreams have gotten a tad weirder.
You thought cannibalism, cut-and-run limb mutilation and killer chess-playing clowns were weird.. I actually dreamed of REAL people and REAL friends the other day.
*shudder*
