Thursday, March 24, 2011

In retrospect

Photo by: Vivian Maier



"When the world pushes you to your knees, you are in the perfect position to pray."
                                                                                           ~Anonymous~

I shouldn't let the little things get to me. I just need time to adjust and patience.
A whole LOT of the latter.

Monday, March 21, 2011

:-)

And I was awarded a smiling emoticon. Oh happy day!

Raison d'ĂȘtre

'Electron Pushing'


Well, currently I have none.

I've been in Melbourne for a month now...studying "Pharmacy". My consolation being my nightly The Big Bang Theory episodes, the fascinating and at times frustrating molecular atomic structure theory of introductory organic chemistry, the verses of Rumi & my 50% feather 50% down pillow, I continue to exist.

I miss Fluffy, my pet cat very very much. For the past 7 years he would oftentimes accompany me while I study. Laying his soft furry head on my arm while trying to nibble the end of my pen, chewing my eraser and flopping himself over my books. Adi says he's been looking for me, as he used to do when I'm at college. I used to come home every weekend but now I can't so he's slowly stopping from going into my room and yowling for me.

I find this exceedingly saddening. Melbourne is chilly, and void of furry companions. I can't complain though now can I? I'm not allowed to. 

Lately, I've  also started to feel the bite of inferiority as I ponder my intelligence. I'm not intelligent, it's sad. In class last week when my organic chemistry lecturer called upon the class to describe the 'electron pushing' that occurs in reaction mechanisms, it took me well after the lecture to catch on. A couple of the gifted ones had it done and over with in 10 seconds flat. I was, am, dismayed. What's the point of striving for something you can't be the very best at? It's all or nothing.

But I shouldn't be discouraged. There's time still. Sad as it is, I have to toil for results. Competition is a right bitch. 

Sunday, March 20, 2011

Death Beneath Her Fingers

We can only relate superficially,
you and I.
Nothing less that that
but also never more.
You rant of things beautiful
and sing of Love and passion yet
it sounds all wrong to me.
Your idea of Beauty is not as mine.

Eyes that draw even more eyes,
admiration and adoration follow you.
Yes, the grace by which you move
even I find to be captivating.
If only you were less ignorant,
less innocent.
What sparkles on the outside,
will perhaps reach the inside.

I do not care for your whims
nor your dreams.
So if you could just leave me alone
carry on on your own.
I can be happier, breathe easier.
Perhaps even ignore,
the death that lingers
beneath your fingers.

Friday, March 18, 2011

Monday, March 14, 2011

ANGLES



Angles
(The Strokes)

Download HERE. At any rate, if you're a fan, do support The Strokes and buy the album. I've pre-ordered it so, yeah. Can't wait for it to arrive!

Track listing:

1. Machu Picchu - 3:29
2. Under Cover of Darkness - 3:55
3. Two Kinds of Happiness - 3:42
4. You're So Right - 2:33
5. Taken For A Fool - 3:23
6. Games - 3:51
7. Call Me Back - 3:02
8. Gratisfaction - 2:59
9. Metabolism - 3:00
10. Life Is Simple In The Moonlight - 4:15


Official Music Video for the 1st single from Angles, Under Cover of Darkness:


I am positively EUPHORIC. Pure bliss.

Saturday, March 12, 2011

So They Wept

Rapacious;
brought onto one's own self,
Greed that knows no boundaries.
Eating each other's hearts
like Sharks seeking a droplet of its own blood.

As the Sun sets on another day
only those who didn't lose notices.
What was left for the ones that did was
poor misery and guileless mockery.

Transient unfeeling messages
of sugary kindness,
Foolish fallacious awareness
that can only be momentary,
that can only be sedimentary.

In any other part of our world,
We prayed,
In that part of their world,
They wept.