Selective Amnesia
It's half time and if I'm not mistaken Argentina seems to be having the upper hand against the Netherlands. I really don't know. To be honest I'm not even sure if the score is still 0-0. Mind was kinda drifting all over the place. Maybe its football overload *shock horror*. Nah doubt it. Just think that I've been thinking bout lots of stuff really. Bout what I need to do over the next few months and years. How will things pan out and all that. What to do over July cause I'm gonna be home alone the whole month. Crap. Looks like I'll have to start doing laundry and ironing again. The cat's not gonna be too happy my mom's gonna be gone for so long either.
Anyways losing track here. Was just thinking bout past stuff. Bout the lil memories when I was a young kid playing in the sandbox in Villamaria (my old kindergarten). To times running around the neighbourhood, crawling through monsoon drains, going crazy on my bike all over Damansara Heights. To early MCKL days. My first girlfriend. First performance on stage with my old guitar ,which I have not even touched or seen for the past god knows how many years...in fact to be perfectly honest I have no idea what happened to it. I can't even remember if its in the storeroom somewhere or I sold it off or something. Honest to god. Then to volleyball team games. Being admonished discretely by the principal for making out with ex #1 behind the science lab lol. Okie maybe somethings you definitely never forget. To days at Taylor's College. Running for the A-Level's presidency and winning by virtue of excellent cookies and brownies (birdie was one of the suckers who got swayed by the power of chocolate goodness :P)
I could go on and on bout the stuff I remember throughout my 22 years 8 months of my life. But I think I'll stop making my life history public at this juncture. What I really realised though is that sometimes there are things you don't want to remember at all. Moments you wish you did better, times you know you can't change yet if you could....just if...Well simply put sometimes you wish you had selective amnesia. To just forget certain memories. Nightmarish ones like the 4th of January 2001 where 8 idiots jumped into 2 cars and went speeding down the highway ending up in a massive accident which completely totalled one car and a entire section of the side railing. Somehow we all managed to survive that. It scares me sometimes thinking about it. But there are other incidents as well. None life threatening. But just lil pockets in history you'd rather not revisit, even in your dreams.
Its at strange times that you start thinking bout them. They all come flooding in at once and you just get so overwhelmed by everything. Some you don't mind remembering I guess but you just don't wanna them to cross your mind too often. Some you just want completely erased. Wishing my mind was an ipod at the moment. Hmm which to keep and which to erase. Prolly still end up keeping everything cause there's still bout 90% storage capacity unused lol. Sigh, its just one of those nights I guess.
*extra note* Hobo life journey officially ends 3rd of July... thus begins the new phase
"If you wish to forget something on the spot, make a note that this thing is to be remembered." ~ Edgar Allen Poe
Madonna ~ I'll Remember
Anyways losing track here. Was just thinking bout past stuff. Bout the lil memories when I was a young kid playing in the sandbox in Villamaria (my old kindergarten). To times running around the neighbourhood, crawling through monsoon drains, going crazy on my bike all over Damansara Heights. To early MCKL days. My first girlfriend. First performance on stage with my old guitar ,which I have not even touched or seen for the past god knows how many years...in fact to be perfectly honest I have no idea what happened to it. I can't even remember if its in the storeroom somewhere or I sold it off or something. Honest to god. Then to volleyball team games. Being admonished discretely by the principal for making out with ex #1 behind the science lab lol. Okie maybe somethings you definitely never forget. To days at Taylor's College. Running for the A-Level's presidency and winning by virtue of excellent cookies and brownies (birdie was one of the suckers who got swayed by the power of chocolate goodness :P)
I could go on and on bout the stuff I remember throughout my 22 years 8 months of my life. But I think I'll stop making my life history public at this juncture. What I really realised though is that sometimes there are things you don't want to remember at all. Moments you wish you did better, times you know you can't change yet if you could....just if...Well simply put sometimes you wish you had selective amnesia. To just forget certain memories. Nightmarish ones like the 4th of January 2001 where 8 idiots jumped into 2 cars and went speeding down the highway ending up in a massive accident which completely totalled one car and a entire section of the side railing. Somehow we all managed to survive that. It scares me sometimes thinking about it. But there are other incidents as well. None life threatening. But just lil pockets in history you'd rather not revisit, even in your dreams.
Its at strange times that you start thinking bout them. They all come flooding in at once and you just get so overwhelmed by everything. Some you don't mind remembering I guess but you just don't wanna them to cross your mind too often. Some you just want completely erased. Wishing my mind was an ipod at the moment. Hmm which to keep and which to erase. Prolly still end up keeping everything cause there's still bout 90% storage capacity unused lol. Sigh, its just one of those nights I guess.
*extra note* Hobo life journey officially ends 3rd of July... thus begins the new phase
"If you wish to forget something on the spot, make a note that this thing is to be remembered." ~ Edgar Allen Poe
Madonna ~ I'll Remember
posted by Justin at 4:11 am
2 Comments:
if your mind is an ipod, what would your ass be? a sedan?
dude guys commenting on each others butts aint something i wanna get into lar... btw bitch u back from cambodia already issit? or am i just being too bloody obvious?
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