i'm back! no i will not die as a one-blog wonder.. mwahahaa.. but anyway.
have u ever wondered why everyone's always wandering around with a glum/grim/expressionless face? i have.. i know i'm extremely guilty of that, and i'm terribly sorry.. it's just that it's so much easier to follow the crowd instead of parading a cheery grin when you're unexplainably happy, no? funny how society condones, even encourages, apparent melancholy, or something like that. look at the proliferation and popularity of glum songs (radiohead, coldplay's "trouble" etc) and the sullen faces of models, which somehow make them all the more mysterious and beautiful. i don't know why.. do we innately equate sadness with sanity and normality? maybe it's an acceptable fate of participants in this thing we call life.. man i'm beginning to sound like some wannabe philosopher trying to squeeze in my two rupees' worth.. oh wait that IS me.. darn..
i could go on and on, and maybe i will.. next time. wondering what on earth set off this entry? well.. i was on the train the other day, and i saw this malay lady with such gorgeous eyes.. wanted so much to tell her so, but she kept glaring at me as though i was plotting to kidnap her kid.. if only i had the courage to do such spontaneous things to make others temporarily happy.. maybe one day i will.
helloo world. this's the 1st blog entry i'm writing, would like to get some stuff down 1st. the name's michele (yes that is correct, only one 'l') and at this moment i'm a student at some anonymous institution in timbuktu. just being cautious of psychotic stalkers who may be lurking around these dark corners of the web looking for unsuspecting victims who naively publish all their info for all and sundry to view. oh great, 30s into my blog and i've already slipped into ranting, raving madness. but anyway, i like dry humour, dogs, cats, fiction, alt rock and curing people of insomnia via unbelievably boring text. oh you mean you're still awake? brilliant.
why am i writing a blog? i'm not too sure actually... human pride? i think that's basically it. i think most people dream (and i stress dream) of someone chancing upon our blog, finding it exceedingly good and writing to tell us about it, leading to increased circumference of the skull for a few days, or until an insult comes along in the mail, whichever appears 1st. or it could be that u hope to write something about someone, and then like a flimsy plot from a korean/taiwanese etc drama series, the person of your affection chances upon it and then u two ride of happily into the sunset, courtesy of the wonders of modern technology and the age of IT. Or it could possibly be that we simply need to prove our existence on this world that’s too big.. need to leave some remnant of our life safely stored away in some hard drive somewhere out there.
right now there's a whole herd of grass-cutters right below my window, so it's getting hard to get non-disjointed, coherent thoughts.. guess it's a sign for me to stop here. will michele ever return with another lucid entry? or will she fade into oblivion as a one-blog wonder? till next time.. =)