|Time as white sound|
Monday, July 06, 2009
We say alot of embarrassing things in our lifetime. But none quite as nonsensical as the voices in our heads. Now now, by no means does that equate to schizophrenia. Hardly anyone seems to entertain these external voices. They call it madness. Perturbed eccentricity. Cuckoo.
For the past few months, I've had a dozen of these ridiculous characters swimming about my mind- swimming in a pool of squelchy blood vessels is quite gross if you'd ask me, but I let them swim anyhow. They have a term for these characters, believe it or not. Everyone has them in fact. They're called your 'gatekeepers' who stifle any form of creativity or optimism and make you a complete worry wart.
Well then, them gatekeepers must have had quite a party in my head I suppose.
But the party's over I'm afraid.
No. I shouldn't be afraid.
The party's over, laconically speaking. Fin.
And I've added yet another count to the list of embarrassing things spoken in my lifetime.
Sunday, July 05, 2009
On Wednesday morning, it is said that my life will change. For the better of course- I only condone happy endings. Then again, should the bastards ruin that for me, that will be another story. Another story for another time.
This will be a great week- I'm expecting it to!
Friday, July 03, 2009
I will have flawless skin. 2.8K and rounds of laser beams later.
I will have a perfectly bridged nose. 5K later.
Why are we obsessed with cosmetic procedures.
Michael (Jackson), you should've just spared me a couple of grands out of the hundreds you spent on cosmetic surgery!
And you looked completely fine even without them!
Now that you're a wandering spirit floating up towards heaven (Presumably. I don't suppose counts of alleged child molestation would pull you straight to hell. This is not the Old Testament God. Either way, I believe he was innocent), I wonder if you'll come across my blog post.
And if you do, I just wanna say I was crazy over 'Black or White' when I was 3 or 4!!
Thursday, July 02, 2009
I am back from my period of blogosphere recluse. Good day.
In case you didn't know, I have been living my life as a bipolar, neurotic, semi-dysfunctional worry wart for the past few months, which in any sense has taken a toll on my mental well being... And once again, I over exaggerate.
So, no. I am not losing my mind.
Rather, I have been quite the geek as of late, playing DS games like Pokemon and Harvest Moon. Yeah, go ahead and laugh. Go ahead and tease. Make fun of the fact that I actually have to indulge in Swift's 'Gulliver's Travels' too.
Oh God, I sound so boring and yet I know I'm not!
Okay anyway, I was just walking home from work and pondering on the lyrics of the song "Waking up in Vegas".
Katy keeps singing the line 'Remember what you told me', presumably to her boyfriend in the song, and yet I wonder- what the hell did he tell?? And then you'd wonder if what he told was the chorus- the shutting up and putting money in your mouth bit (Hmm.. quite a disturbing image if I might say so).
Imagine placing those dirty, grimy coins in your mouth. Dirty coins touched by random people who don't wash their hands after they touch their wee wee when they pee pee and things like that. Yeah! All that shit in your mouth.
Such unhygienic lyrics.
And back to the 'remember what you told me' part- if what he told was indeed what was sung during the chorus, wouldn't it be puzzling?? After all, she was the one that's supposed to be speaking (singing. whatever) those words from the chorus. So... I don't know... it all seems rather schizophrenic to me. Do the words from the chorus come from the persona or the persona's boyfriend??
Oh this is all so confusing..
I almost stepped on a dead baby bird while I was walking home.
Or what was left of it anyway..