i like being random.
unpredictability is something i crave for, and yet routineness is more safe.
i'm currently happily saving up for my astonmartin by eating happy meals everyday.
i think i am suffering from multiple_personality_disorder, cos my dad says i can take his air_force_one anywhere i like but my mum says i have to carry guns for the Taleban.
well, i am going to be a wax figure for Mdm Tussauds next time.
i said
Saturday, June 20, 2009
children
maybe inside this adult shells of ours, lies children who struggle to fit the skin.
the bones, the flesh and the skin had grown too fast for the heart and mind inside. time overtook the character within.
maybe the workplace is merely an extension of the neighbourhood playground.
the bullies pushing the younger & the weaker ones around. the tallest deciding who becomes the police and who becomes the terrorist, or as we used say: huai ren. and the odder-looking ones getting this compliment: "and you shall just sit at the corner and watch us because i don't like you." the stronger one who takes away the ball of the younger one and gives the perfectly okay face. we were never on the same playing field anyway. but at the end of the day, we're all players in this simple act of life. it's just that we choose to make it difficult.
and maybe
where's the freedom that i wanted.
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