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Love so amazing, so divine.
Demands my soul, love demands my soul
My life. My all.
I’m sorry.
I’ll miss you but gtg do the whole guaranteeing a normal future thing.
Seeya in a bit.
…We were one
We were free
Struggling to focus while studying at my table. Hate econs so much its filled with words and terms tt I’m soo not familiar with. Then, on the radio came on my fave song: Rhinestone Cowboy by Glen Campbell. Ahh.. It was so nice and comforting as if the universe was looking out for me y’know a gentle pat on my shoulder, someone trying to tell me to hang in there.
Somehow though I want to have stronger faith the little I have is peppered with doubts so overwhelming they cloud any form of trust or hope that’s left. I know he IS love but well there’ll always be buts for me- always:)
You see it means so much more when someone as imperfect or probably more ,for a fact, is capable of loving another equal – a human. Maybe that’s why I glaze over stuff like ‘God loves you’. Sure its great and everything but when sb else as selfish, undeserving and daringly narcissistic begins to share what is a remote semblence of anything vaguely representative of love it just means THAT much more. ‘As humans we are drawn to one another incapable of surviving alone’, people seem to believe. Then why is it that so many times in a single day I wonder how to run and rid myself of these clingy disease ridden people? I’m not alone in my struggle so many others share my sentiment. and for exactly that same reason when we are capable of love it reveals so much more.
Of all the animals, man is the only one that is cruel
- Mark Twain
Sure, but we’re the only ones capable of true love too/
I love my friends. You know I hate calling them classmates cause its such a reduction they’re so much more than that. It’s not that I dont wanna squish they’re heads sometimes tell fong dont be so competitive tell singh dont call me stupid bitch:( tell steph hide yr inner bitch better and nah aiyah nah ohmygod just plain weird esp when you make me feel guilty for like being notso christian.
But above it all in ways I dnt think they’ll ever understand they’ve really changed parts of my life aiyah. Thks for tolerating my weird/skin/hair/laughter aiyah everything la huh.
Cant WAIT for bali. Its gonna be so aweeeeesssssssooooome. And not forgetting the boys they’re nice insideinside. Even damien. HAHA. And neeraj SOOOOOOO CUUUUUUUTTTTTEEE.
HATE STUPID A’S.
when all is said and done was it worth it? The time and effort spent and harvested just to see all is put to waste. Every little second cast aside for the search of sthng far more riveting. No really make me believe.
You know those people who pretend to empathise with you over yr bad results/fam probs/terrible feelings whatever bad stuff just cause they’ve experienced one tenth of what they not even know but merely THINK you’re going through. Hate it- with a vengeance. Wanna puke on it run 5 cars over it and smash it all over acne. Pussful acne.
Sometimes I wonder how people can be so freakishly cruel with evil that just shines thru their eyes. Where they abducted by aliens and tranfused with blood from ol’ boy hitler? Were they trained by khemer rouge? Tell me! These are one of life’s mysteries I really want solved NOW.
that’s what mj should hv named his song cause that’s exactly how I feel. I’m beginning to think that this world’s like way more messed up than it’ll ever be and I want out NOW, I’m not gonna do the whole smiling shit and happy freakness and I don’t give a damn, angsty, emo call it whatever you want cause what you think doesn’t even hold any ground in the world, anyway
People? I’m sorry what people. Who the hell are these empty shells void of emotion or comfort or anything remotely genuine that doesn’t even resemble humanlife. I’m sorry but what exactly IS so interesting in outerspace that you hv to go there and mess it up too with the crippling hand of what it means to be “human”. Pfft. I don’t get it. I don’t think I ever do. But I know one thing that has never been clearer, you know the clarity that comes after listening to an oldie that’s what I’m talking bout, I want out and I want it now, cause really- screw it.
I typed in my username and password and this stupid computer generated place where I’m supposed to expul my thoughts tells me “welcome back”, OHGOD is there no irony far greater. The moment I’m here I regret it like crazy what the hell? Haven’t seen this place in ages but I was just listening to glen campbell and decided to well, in no words far less deserving “expul”. Even as campbell’s soothing the hell outta me (I love this phrase, its oddly apt) a million thoughts are swirling around in this slosh I call a brain. You know so many songs I’ve been listening to seem to be just searching more appropriately yearning for somthing- something greater. This song, now, promises peace. well I;ve been “following” this thing for about all of my natural born life and I sure haven’t found the sort of calm tranquility these nonsense bars and chords seem to talk on and on about. It’s not only the fact that they sing about it but its the freakin EXTENT. As if somehow by some magic touch all is perfect and they just have to tell the whole breathing, living world about it. Its more than just jealousy its more of a betrayal y’know I just feel unsastisfied- to say the least.
Its seems odd that its with the closest of friends that things get harder and harder to say even though everyone involved has a reach a newer level of friendship as we would call it yet it still holds us back. Not that we’re afraid of judgement or losing the friend (for godsakes) its more of knowing the person SO WELL that we kinda psyche ourselves into believing we know them well enough to know what would hurt them and destroy them.
-which one is it then? Guess we’ll never know, see its Schrodinger’s cat.
AGAIN! Yesterday but had to get up again to rush back to school. URGH. OKOK, because I’m an extremely unoriginal copier (HEY it was proven lah, I got suspended for it) I’m gonna rip off something I saw on Vib’s blog.
This is what happens when you blog instead of doing the mountains of homework waiting for you,
1. Choking the chicken is actually another phrase for jerking off or getting a wank. Now, where the hell did that one come from??
2.I dislike clocks. Its either they tick WAY too loudly so you can’t sleep and all you can hear is the irritating ticking, OR, if you decide to be brave enough, hide it under a box then you have to worry WHAT THE HELL THE TIME IS, Cause if you stop worrying and close your eyes for like 5secs, you’ll be late for school.
3. APPARENTLY, raising hands is very distracting and so is looking at keychains. SO in order to be not irritating/disturbing (poor vocab will lead to the rampant repetition of these two words) we have to stare at the paper in front of us constantly. LISTEN this is a very important life lesson.
4. I want to know why there are a million and one songs about love and cheesy stuff like that but only one song on family, C’mon… ”We are family! Mother, father sister and me HEY”
5. An endless supply of youghurt will make me very happy indeed. BUT youghurt over getting married?? NAH, I choose gettign married.
6.Why is it that i see an old man on tv shuddering in the rain (which is an obvious result of fake rain and acting skills) I sob like a baby and my U in history doesn’t even cause a siiiiingle drop.
7.You aren’t the only dreamer who’s jaded and annoyed, you’ll always have me. JAA.
