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Thursday, November 02, 2006: "I'll never let anyone put me in a cage!"

Girls are always dreaming of falling in love, even when they say they're not. No matter how strong she is, how independent she is, how self-sufficient she is, she will dream of that Romance. For me, it's an irony, at least on two different levels. I remember when a friend asked me, a long while ago, what would I do if that dream came true? I already knew the answer. I had always known the answer, but realising it and saying it out loud, it still surprised me. Even if the dream came true, I wouldn't trust it. Isn't that sad?... It makes me sad. But I'm also fairly rational. So I resolved not to think about it in fairytale terms.

Too bad girls are always dreaming of falling in love.

Wonderful World

Wonderful World, James Morrison

I've been down so low
People look at me and they know
Looking like something's wrong
Like I don't belong

Staring through a window
Standing outside, they're just too happy to care tonight
I want to be like them
But I'll mess it up again

I tripped on my way in
And got kicked outside, everybody saw...

And I know that it's a wonderful world
But I can't feel it right now
You got all the right clothes to wear
But you just want to cry out now
Well I know that it's a wonderful world
From the sky down to the sea
The sun was bright yesterday, it's so hard to believe

Sometimes I feel so full of love
It just comes spilling out
It's uncomfortable to see
I give it away so easily
But if I had someone I would do anything
I'd never, never, ever let you feel alone
I won't I won't leave you, on your own

But who am I to dream?
Dreams are for fools, they let you down...

And I know that it's a wonderful world
But I can't feel it right now
Well I thought that I was doing well
But I just want to cry now
Well I know that it's a wonderful world
From the sky down to the sea
But I can only see it when you're here, here with me

And I wish that I could make it better
I'd give anything for you to call me, or maybe just a little letter
Oh, we could start again

And I know that it's a wonderful world
But I can't feel it right now
Well I thought that I was doing well
But I just want to cry now
Well I know that it's a wonderful world
From the sky down to the sea
But I can only see it when you're here, here with me

And I know that it's a wonderful world
I can't feel it right now
I got all the right clothes to wear
I just want to cry now
Well I know that it's a wonderful world
From the sky down to the sea
But I can only see it when you're here, here with me

And I know that it's a wonderful world
When you're with me

in a manner of speaking

suffering from withdrawal symptons of various kinds, missing ______, missing ______, missing ______, and not wanting to do my tax takehome.

listening to:
Broken Dreams, Basement Jaxx
In a manner of speaking, Nouvelle Vague
The stuff, Lasse Lindh

break away

i feel like an android living in a poloroid
just another reject that gets a little sea sick
whose life am i in
feels like deja vu dont know what i want to do
i point my finger to the sky
and finally ask the question why
whose life am i in
whose life am i in