wmp: the quiet screaming, dashboard confessionals vs brand new
i never quite had things this hard, i realise. almost as if something fell short all of a sudden.
i do feel a tad bit incoherent these days.
i have about a decade's worth of mp3s that i've transferred from hard disk to hard disk over the years. the techno, the punk rock, the alternatives. they bring more nostalgia than i imagined. i was listening to brand new's 'the quiet things no one ever knows' earlier on in the car. it hit me with memories of the junior college days. days of further mathematics. of dozing off in lectures. of volleyball(and the expectations). surely someday a song will play, and i will look back at life as it is now, and miss it all.
i was almost reluctant to leave the reading room tonight. the weekends haven't been the same. but i may already in fact be getting used to the solitary of it all. it was eleven at night, and the sight of the empty walkways felt like a good breath of fresh air.
i await December. and of course, coming in the near weeks, the d24 durian mooncakes from goodwood park. should be good.
the Comptroller, he is most powerful. period!Labels: life, nbs