the four right chords can make me cry

maximality is not optimality.

despite best efforts to the contrary, term break is going to be quite activity-filled. oh well. at least i got so slack over the weekend somewhat.

one thing i did not get to do was talk to enai. bleh.

why are there so many bugs? on friday this huge grasshopper (small locust), flew straight at me, thankfully landed on my bag which was covering me, if not i would have shrieked. and there was one of those beetle thingys flying around in my room last night. i am quite the bug-magnet it seems.

maybe i'm giving off phermones.

i had some superb sambal kangkong, it was everything i envisioned sambal kangkong to be. very spicy sambal sauce. unfortunately, it went down the wrong way, reducing me to a tearing, coughing, source of entertainment for my family members for about 2 minutes.

next up on the to-do list: curry fish head!

Jars of Clay : I'm alright

It was the fear of God that led me to you
And it's the fear of you that takes getting used to
I've never been one to hang my heart on a thread
But you spun me around and you loved me instead

I know I could turn to something other than you
'Cause I don't understand you and why you're after me
I've never been the saint you wanted me to turn to
And I can't see the view from the eyes you look at me through, oh no

But I'm alright, I'm alright, I'm alright, I'm alright
I'm alright, I'm alright, I'm alright

So cut below the surface and try hard not to notice
That I could be so foolish thinkin' I'm alright
I've got no one to hold me, I've got no one to carry
Everything inside of me that I won't let you see

posted by beckyboo @ 12:56 AM