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Alas i'm literally back on track after 2 days of procrastination,
despite panting from my rounds, i got my sorry ass seated right infront of my blog page, while my fingers ramble through the keys. Soz, was still honing my mind over body technique and well it didn't turn up quite well as i'm a very pessimistic person (refers previous post). With laziness, cherry on top and darn :(

WAS FUCKING ABOUT TO WALK UP TO MY HOUSE BY STAIRS, when my drive got extinguish the moment some lamp post went black up just above me while walking back.
it's like the only lamp post :(
i wonder if there's any scientific explanation for this, but this just irks me when it's too late at night D:

moving on today is a would be great day, but things sorta fall, "in places" unluckily and yes this trips off the happy circuit and yet unlucky stuff came falling down like domino. & i'm unusually smirking when we were like 10 mins late for the movie and we manage to make it before the credits came rolling, as we entered as the last advertisement ended despite queuing up for like 10 minutes for our goodies.
i happened to be whining like a kid and yes, sorry if i'm too much of a perfectionist and sometimes failure just stabs me like a knife on my heart.

that aside, limitless is a rather anticipated film



& that charming guy there? bradley cooper's one of my man idol next to mr Robert Downey Jr.

Yes, you'd seen the trailer, but how did it really went. The peculiar credits behold and yes i would say this work is one of a masterpiece. awesome cinematography, no too much of a boring still cuts of him popping the pill nor is there any of those lame ass still camp which hangs like a bird eye view while u see things happens.
BUT BUT BUT, limitless would be quite limited as i would like to say :/
despite showing you how limitless he could get, apparently it was rather dry, and as i thought there would be a dark part in the film.
My hunger for the harsh dark realism came about, thought i could savour the fact that he isn't gonna make it or he would be someone who once have it but am now a mentally or physically decapitated man.

But alas, why didn't i notice this book had a golden frame?
& well it's all up to you to decide, but i guess.
anyways, it is all well and entertaining :D
i giving it a 4.5 cos someone tells me RIO is 4 :(

And yes for a moment, i went in a "menopause" mode later on. Yes i know this isn't me, but for a moment, i got no fucking idea what'd got into me.
anyways i sort of went detached with the world for abit and that got me thinking.
what'd i been doing, am i doing the right things? well lazing and doing nothing worth of any beneficial value would it done to me, good or bad?
but i'd like to admit i'm considered a novice when i'm playing therapist to others, but why am i such an amateur when it comes to my things? i should be able to at least analyse and find a quick solution.
but what am i doing? had i gone tired of the lukewarm routine that's never enriching? or am i tired of being .. me :(

And sadly this all drags throughout the night while we're at it.
despite that i'm not going to forget the beautiful performances right by the bay of the marina sands. Bubble lovers, ignore the video and enjoy the sounds and bubbles. it's magical (:

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anyways, after what happened today, i really thought that love is like a duet, like a mix tape. whether you're both of the same stream, nor are you of the opposite. It might sound beautiful if you play it together. but moreover, this difference only points out the difference in our different views of things, our different perspective of the world...

Love is like singing a duet, likewise those in rhyme sync together.
where lovers of the same kind, came together, singing without any stutter.
this ain't no telepathy, nor this is a chior
but with the likes of the tune, you could see if you can last forever

mine's different, never the same
while mine's the orchestral while indies's my dame's
i had my own cicle, whom i play really well
but another others, only time could then tell
while your's are enticing indies, always embracing others
you got me down at your feet, and then you got my mother.

thou we know we sang differently, but somehow we could compromise each other.
with my loud trumpets honing, bring us joy and laughter.
my song is a difficult one, who is really required only selective listener.
while yours captivates almost everyone, soothing birds of all feathers.
dear, will this song end, for i would never know
but then i would never forget, how our fairy tale unfolds.

however storm may come, dark clouds would still gather
but alas, i hope. For our r/s to get better.

*MOOD* FUCK THIS SHIT D: T_T >x<