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Coin operated boy,
Sitting on the shelf,
He is just a toy,
But i turn him on and he comes to life,
Automatic joy,
That is why I want a coin operated boy.
Made of plastic and elastic,
He is rugged and long-lasting,
Who could ever ever ask for more,
Love without complications galore,
Many shapes and weights to choose from,
I will never leave my bedroom,
I will never cry at night again,
Wrap my arms around him and pretend.
Coin operated boy,
All the other real ones that I destroy,
Cannot hold a candle to my new boy and I'll;
Never let him go and i'll never be alone,
Not with my coin operated boy.
Coin operated boy,
He may not be real experienced with girls,
But i know he feels like a boy should feel,
Isn't that the point,
That is why i want,
A coin operated boy,
With his pretty coin operated voice,
Saying that he loves me,
That he's thinking of me,
Straight and to the point,
That is why I want,
A coin operated boy.
-Dresden Dolls
Dark place, strobing lights. Angry people. In a building.
Damn Zombieland.
***
What are you going to do today?
Oh, the usual. Check out. Fly to New York. Save the world.
Oh, the usual. Check out. Fly to New York. Save the world.
***
Vi veri veniversum vivus vici.
By the power of truth, I, while living, have conquered the universe.
Haeun Khon Restaurant at the 3rd Floor of Amcorp Mall.
> I had Kimchi Jjikae. Kimchi Soup set with rice and several side dishes. And cold Japanese green tea. I liked the stall with it's simple tables and chairs with just enough space for a tray for eat person. The decorations were old, authentic and maybe slightly tacky. It's comforting. The waiters are, for some reason, all guys wearing jeans, vest and bow ties. It seemed slightly tea shop/bakery shop/host club. =D
The Big Bad Wolf Sale at the South City Plaza.
> Turns out to be easier to go to than I thought it would be. After lunch I took the train to KL Sentral and took the KTM to Serdang. Then it's the T416 bus to the South City Plaza. When I arrived my eyes just bulged in surprise. It was so big. A whole gigantic hall filled with books. And people buying them books too. I didn't know what to get. I methodically swept every single table and piled up and collected two boxes of books. I spent hours just sitting down and sifting through my pile and chose and chose which books to buy. It was such a hard decision. I ended up with 29 books. It ended up being RM202. Honestly I couldn't help myself. There's so much more I'd get really.
I will be reading these:
The Discworld Graphic Novels by Terry Pratchett
Avalon High Coronation: Volume 1 by Meg Cabot
Avalon High Coronation: Volume 2 by Meg Cabot
Avalon High Coronation: Volume 3 by Meg Cabot
Man in the Dark by Paul Auster
The Seventh Tower (Book 1) The Fall by Garth Nix
The Seventh Tower (Book 2) Castle by Garth Nix
The Seventh Tower (Book 3) Aenir by Garth Nix
The Seventh Tower (Book 4) Above the Veil by Garth Nix
The Seventh Tower (Book 5) Into Battle by Garth Nix
The Seventh Tower (Book 6) The Violet Keystone by Garth Nix
The White Tiger by Aravind Adiga
Between the Assasination by Aravind Adiga
Magic Flute by Eva Ibbotson
Dreamhunter: Book One of the Dreamhunter Duet by Elizabeth Knox
Dreamquake: Book Two of the Dreamhunter Duet by Elizabeth Knox
Moby Dick by Herman Melville
Eyes Like Stars by Lisa Mantchev
After Dark by Haruki Murakami
The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time by Mark Haddon
The Season by Sarah MacLean
The Savage by David Almond
The Enchantress of Florence by Salman Rushdie
The Moor's Last Sigh by Salman Rushdie
Flowers for Algernon by Daniel Keyes
Making History by Stephen Fry
Across the Nightingale Floor by Lian Hearn
Brilliance of the Moon by Lian Hearn
The Harsh Cry of the Heron by Lian Hearn
Heaven's Net is Wide by Lian Hearn
(All I'm missing of the Tales of the Otori is the second book! Grass for His Pillow. I've got a long history with this book and it stretches all the way back in the library at UK. Sweet sweet memories. )
There's a reason for everything. And there's a reason why I stopped. I'm going to be honest now. I like being honest. It's just so much more easier being innocent.
I haven't been happy. Therefore here, my cornerstone of happiness, there is nothing to be happy about. I feel old, weighed down by perceived maturity, and sad, feeling neglected by a whole spectrum of humanity. Besides, I doubt that anyone misses me. Not many read this blog in the first place.
And I have my moods. My highs and lows. And I've figured out a long time ago about how petty my emotions are. They're nothing. And yet I end up thinking about it and probably caring about it more than anything else in the world. But that's just wrong. And selfish. Oh, how wholeheartedly selfish. But I don't feel like I have anything better to do.
I look at my lackluster days and try to figure out what it is that I need to put some colour in my life. And probably it's because I don't have a purpose. I don't have that something you work for, something to die for, to give me more structure in my life than my whim. I'm tired of living like this but it's the easiest way to go on.
Call me a sad specimen of humanity, but I've given up on people. Yes, already. I'm not sure if it's because I've been reading too much of the Malay Male to have been influenced by his worldview but I've given up on people, society, friends, family. The way I see it is I'm just not cut out for it. Nobody wants me, and because of that I feel hurt. I may be a pompous ass for saying so but I am. In order not to feel hurt anymore, I give up on feeling. I give up on reliance. I give up on expecting anything from anyone at all. Or at least I'm trying.
I don't know anymore if it's just self pity, or if I'm really a sad sad human being. I've tried smiling to myself at odd times, but it's honestly nothing more than a grimace, a grotesque distortion of my face. But it doesn't really matter, there is no one to watch it after all.
I wonder if it would've been different if I was beautiful.
*chuckle*
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