Saturday, September 25, 2010
All the more should we really care about nothing,

I think just one miraculous incision could change everything.

I've been extremely busy with night safari these few weeks/days
lost count of how many times I've been there.

though its alot of fun.
even better the days spent with awesome people.
the last rehearsal I became Jiangshi.
had alot of different comments from people really.

all of them really positive!

and gonna become Jiangshi again later for walkabout.
look out Orchard Road, here comes Tom. =D

I do realise now that I'm quite thick-skinned
whenever I set my mind to it.
Though its very much still situational.
I'm quite thankful I'm the person I am.

And I'm very proud to be a person of character.
A person that sees the world the way I want to see it.
I think that's what lacking in this world.
or maybe it's just me.
Character.
I'd want my children next time to grow up
and become a person with character.

someone that looks at things differently,
someone that is not afraid to challenge ideas
but at the same time respects limitations.
someone that lives in his own philosophies,
someone that thrives in thoughts about possibilities,
someone that questions himself,
someone that is not bounded by the influences
his vast social connections directs,
someone with character.

because people are getting boring.

I like impulsive people.
They make me question the world I've built myself in.

Most people from my school or even my cousins see me as
someone weird, someone who thrives in difference.
Someone that radiates energy and activity.
A person cycling through motions.
over and over again.

I'm a slow paced person.
I like to hear myself think.
I like to spend my time in a place with low activity.
I prefer walking vast distances by myself,
observing whatever walks past me.

how every second, fate wanted
those souls to give themselves
a second just to give a quick glance
to my side.
how every moment of walking,
the world suggests to me someone
I don't know.
Why?
Why do we all walk past the person we see in the street?
Why must it be that specific person?
Is there a deeper, hidden reason to why that specific person
walked past me?

I want to know the deeper meaning of life.
This obsession with thoughts makes me who I am.
I dont know why I want to make everything
more confusing and difficult than they already are.


just that sometimes,
I need to redeem myself.
I have a constant greed to feel alive.
Alive in my own way.

I want to feel hope.
If hope was tangible,
I want to feel how it feels on my skin.

but really, I just want to know the world.
I want to understand the world.

soon.

♥/LiterallyTom/3:10 AM