Friday, September 14, 2007

Traces of Meursault.

Yesterday, she wore a black dress which is really, really pretty. To my memory, I've never seen her wearing that dress before. She really looked cute and pretty in that dress. Really.

I soon as I finished class, I went out to get some air. I saw her sitting on the stone bench under the tree, near the gate, with someone beside her. A guy. I stopped for a while to watch her, but somehow my mind tells me to move outside.

I stepped out of the gate, and I felt confused and clueless of where I'm heading to.

Should I stay and watch her from somewhere in the compound, or should I walk away to see my friends?

Stupidly, I walked off to hang with my friends. I should've stayed inside and watch her for a bit.

Later on, I decided to go to the library, for some work. I went about halfway in when I noticed that she was sitting in a group of four. I picked a seat which had the best view, which is directly adjacent to her, but a bit far from her.

Within two minutes, she left. My chair hadn't even warmed up yet.

At first I thought she's not leaving, because I saw with my own eyes, she didn't take her bag. But she really left.

Can you imagine how I feel? It's raining now, outside. She's got me wishing too much. I just wish that she'd stay longer. I want to talk to her. I want to see her more. Watching her for less than an hour isn't enough for me. I wish I have her phone number.

She keeps me wondering as well. Wondering, what she's doing during a certain time, wondering where she is now, wondering what time she sleeps, wondering what's her response like when she reads all these loser stuff, wondering all sorts of stuff.

And she keeps me staring into empty space too. Excessively.

Monday, July 9, 2007

Discovery: Jaguar Wright

A few weeks ago I discovered a nice Neo-Soul artiste named Jaguar Wright. And I am hooked on to it now.

So I searched for her CD's in cdnow.com, and as usual, a chain of artists pops up. And guess who I discovered. Leela James.

And now I'm downloading Kings of Convenience's Live in Hamburg (2004).

Actually I've no purpose to post. It's been a while and I thought of posting something here. That's all.

Until then, bye.

Tuesday, April 3, 2007

I'm back home.

Changed my clothes, I'm back in front of the PC at home. Now, I'd like to treat this blog like my journal, my diary, frequently making an entry. I've had 2 blogs before this, which didn't work out pretty well. Face it, I'm too fucking lazy to post everyday. I hope this new blog would be a more frequent one.

I'm tired, but I don't want to sleep yet. I'm hungry, but I don't feel like eating. There's plenty of food downstairs. I need to charge my iPod, and while I'm at it, might as well add some songs. And some album artwork.

Something Random: Crying.

"This (tears) is an expression of the tenderness and compassion, which the Lord hath put into the hearts of His servants. The Lord doth not have compassion on and commiserate with His servants, except such as are tender and full of feeling."

- Muhammad, Rasulullah S.A.W.

Invariantly.

There are a few things on top of my head now:
  • Chemistry
  • Calculus
  • Sleep

And please, remind me again for "To Kill A Mockingbird". My English teacher is expecting to start it tomorrow, and I think I do have it. I have quite a large collection of books back at home.

Till then, cheers.

This is a test.

This is a test.