I think sometimes you have to crazy, to do senseless things, to feel alive.
Listening to Carry Me Away by Chris Lake. I just suddenly thought about it. Standing in the middle of a public area (in my imagination, it was the Plaza Singapura open area), I open my arms wide and smile to myself happily, without the slightest hint of hesitation.
Life is wonderful. Heh.
Evernote reminds me of something lije DEVONthink / Yojimbo and online storage facilities all mashed up.
It’s super cool. And gives you a good real look at what Web 2.0 should bring to the people, naturally. Though this probably will become a paid service. (I don’t really know, I haven’t read about the company’s ambitions)
I can’t sleep. Having negative thoughts and random thoughts. Nonsensical thoughts.
Sian. I feel like I lost the way to sleep. Lost the ability. Forgotten how.
The tea tree oil smell is filling my nostrils now. Trying it out on my super large popping out pimple on my left cheek.
I feel somewhat lost. I know my direction, but not the destination. And now I’m not fulfilling my holiday lifestyle. It’s nowhere near ideal, or ORD-like. It is something to worry about because the next thing I know, I’m in university and regretting my horrible, lame, unhappening “vacation” before it.
Me trying to be philosophical again. Ha. Exploring my communicative skill. Which sucks.
Humans want to believe. Whether it gives them a will to live, a purpose, some sort of motivation, … Whatever the reason.
Religion, magic, science, arts, .. We believe there’s something waiting to be explored, discovered, realised, changed, created, obtained, … We believe. We want to believe.
Some people live guided by their religion, some guided by a few, others don’t even have one. We are so different in so many ways. And yet we are the same because we believe.