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#6 Slow .

erecca — Thu, 14 Apr 2011 12:46:23 +0000

you (still & always)/old books/the stars/the moon/cold weather/sad classical music/beautiful cities/discovering a really good book/the warmth of a sweater/having wonderful dreams/laughing until you can’t breathe/history books/developing films/long car rides/having your breathe taken away/sleeping in/hip bones/the smell of old books/writing letters/making someone’s day/typewriters/piano keys/seeing an old friend/knowing someone like you exists.

Photography.Me

aiden — Fri, 01 Apr 2011 00:48:28 +0000

Well, they say I’m a little good at photography. I love to take pics. Often the unique way rather than the typical shots.

That’s just me.

But when I saw this pic. It hit me. Something so ordinary can make a great picture.

Take a look at this picture

This picture just assures me that photography is something of a passion. An art!

#5 Blanket .

erecca — Thu, 31 Mar 2011 09:07:06 +0000

i was doing so well. i don’t know what happened. i feel so out of place. for now, i will let myself cry and remember. but tomorrow, i will tuck you safely away. i can’t keep doing this to myself. it’s time to live.

Kamal Hassan is the most “original” artist ever

aiden — Sun, 27 Mar 2011 19:53:26 +0000

I will let the videos speak or rather, sing for themselves.

First, coldplay-The Scientist

Coldplay – The Scientist

Second, Manmathan Ambu-Neela Vaanam

Neela Vaanam

Things have changed around here

aiden — Fri, 25 Mar 2011 11:45:55 +0000

Besides the second earthquake in Myanmar after Japan i guess nothing is major around here.

But the way we view things have changed.

Major changes are those revolving around Social networking sites. We cannot push the fact that internet based activity is becoming the major source of information

- You met a friend, new or old : You ask them how have they been? What is happening around them? Then you share a little about yourself. That is how you get to know about them. Now all that have changed with Facebook.

Instead of asking, we tell them what is happening in their life.
Oh, so and so have commented about your racoon which died, I heard u went to Bali, I got to know from facebook that your bf dumped you.

So you’re single now. ( That is a statement, not a question at all). Sometimes privacy is a luxury in this era.

-Then the Breaking News on TV is always so late in 2011. The new medium for news is Facebook. So detailed, so customised to cater our local taste. I just read and SAW a video of a girl who attempted suicide somewhere in Kota Bahru in facebook posted by a user before Star Online. 10 years ago, I would probably found out that news later at 8.00pm news. THE EARLIEST.

- On a tv show hosted by a top Breakfast show or something headlined a news about a dog which felt guilty for some reason. It got 4 million hits so they were interviewing the dog and the owners. It was on Yahoo! news.

So where am i going with this?

I don’t know. Just felt like stating the obvious. Well we should determine what to prioritise and what not.

-How many of you go and sit at the mamak to watch a football game rather than checking the livescore in the net?

-How many of you go on youtube to see the tutorial to throw the curve ball instead of learning out there in the field?

-How many of you do the actually know which material is better for shirt or pants? or you order them online after reading reviews?

~~REPENT BEFORE THE WORLD ENDS~~.. haha

#4 Destination.

erecca — Sun, 20 Mar 2011 14:35:46 +0000

Little balls of fire. That’s how I’m feeling inside. Just like, little little balls of fire, inside of me, burningmesoftly. There’re so many things inside me that I want to just let out but I can’t seem to string sentences together. Tried blurting it all out. Read it over, wasn’t too keen on my ramblings being read by you random stranger. Are you my friend, dear stranger? because I might need your company, if you think you can read me, clearly.

#3 French .

erecca — Thu, 10 Mar 2011 11:14:57 +0000

Why should I think the way others want me to think?

Why must my views be similar to those around me?

Why can’t I be different?

Why can’t I be out of the box?

Why are my opinions suppressed or ignored on the basis that I am nothing but a child filled with naivety lacking experience and exposure to the world?

Decisions are mine to make and mistakes are mine to learn. Building a fortress around me only fuels my desire to escape. To be free. To be me.

I don’t understand. I honestly just don’t.

“Breathe in for luck, breathe in so deep.”

#2 Relapse.

erecca — Sat, 05 Mar 2011 07:13:51 +0000

Found this picture on Tu m blr.

It came with the caption, “That’s actually how girls sit when they’re upset. And that’s actually how a guy would sit if he was upset.”

How very true.

test4

aiden — Sat, 26 Feb 2011 15:39:21 +0000

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#1 Believe .

erecca — Sat, 26 Feb 2011 13:33:16 +0000

Writing your first post is rather tricky.

You don’t want to sound cliché, so you refrain yourself from (obviously) stating that it’s your first post and you’re new to this blog. You rather not talk about what you have or have not done since the time you closed your very own blog but the words don’t flow as easily as you want them to since you’re still a little rusty around the edges.

So instead, here I am with my imaginary glass of champagne, toasting to a new beginning – not because there really is one but just because sometimes, we have to first have some blind faith that bigger and better things are yet to come.

Okay. I wanted to write more, initially. Now there’s just nothing else to write about. This is gay & depressing. Blehhh. Be my friend? (: