{ Destination on a diamond canopy }
Sighs. The weekend is near!
How I long to sleep till noon on Saturday. Ah, I've been listening to Incubus as of late. They remind me of so many periods of my life. From my introduction to them, thanks to Ms. Damia at the age of 13 to Summer Romance being played constantly during the Interact Charity Concert in '03 to watching them live when I was sixteen (front and centre at the concert in Bukit Kiara and only the barrier separated me from Mr. Boyd) to my Cambridge days (Southern Girl being the ultimate pick then) to first year of uni (Dig, Oil & Water).
You can't play on broken strings
You can't feel anything
that your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real
How I long to sleep till noon on Saturday. Ah, I've been listening to Incubus as of late. They remind me of so many periods of my life. From my introduction to them, thanks to Ms. Damia at the age of 13 to Summer Romance being played constantly during the Interact Charity Concert in '03 to watching them live when I was sixteen (front and centre at the concert in Bukit Kiara and only the barrier separated me from Mr. Boyd) to my Cambridge days (Southern Girl being the ultimate pick then) to first year of uni (Dig, Oil & Water).
I wonder what my wedding song would be.
I know that the following isn't just my issue. Romantic relationships seem so attractive when we are seeing it from the outside, but why is it so difficult to behave when we're in one? Could it be we're so afraid of getting hurt that we try our best to dictate the circumstances in every situation? Hey, at least we control the extent of whatever hurt that is eh. My way of acting in past relationships have all been repetitive in some way. But now that I think of it, every time I've been in one, I've never been proud or come to realize my significant other's worth. I've never been confident enough to be a staple to someone else and I've never been open about any of it really as it happens. Nor have I ever made the effort to achieve at least some form of compromise. So until I find someone I am proud of, someone who is proud of me, someone who compliments my personality, someone who I will be head over heels unconditionally in love with..
..the song selection(s) for my wedding day will just have to wait.
You can't play on broken strings
You can't feel anything
that your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real
( a l y a a ) @ Thursday, December 04, 2008 / 10:57 pm /