knock on my door; the rain continues to pour

yesterday; 3 years ago, i left singapore for australia.
to say that time flew by very quickly is a cliche
and i dont like to sound cliche

but time did fly by very quickly
and i am still in melbourne
and not many things have changed really;
and i find myself speaking in very general terms,
listening to my newly found love for jay chou songs
because i like his beat and rhythm and
no, do not get up your high horses and think
jay chou is all things china;

but whats so non cool about chinese music really;
though i am often guilty of associating chinese music
with cheena-ness and ah lians in the neighbourhood
hair dressing salon.

i really really like wiseman by james blunt;
it is my new favourtie song; too.
and no, he is not gay
well i mean certain aspects of him seem a tad faggoty;
but that is not to say that his music sucks because it doesnt

i actually care more for the music then the dude.
like how since young i found zero point in idolising a boy band or running after someone in the virtual world; that someone will never see you; appreciate you; know you or even give a shit about you.

why not divert your energy someplace else?
they say beautiful people get it easy
and i think so too;
you look at gorgeous beings and think their life is a bed of neat perfection
and pretty things
adorned with roses on their kitchen door

everybody assumes they are smarter better richer
but always more interesting?
i beg to differ.

i dont really like vain guys; not that girls can afford to be vain;
but i'd rather not a vain man because then he would be thinking more of himself than of me.
okay i am selfish
but arnt we all; isnt our God in Heaven a Selfish God;
which explains why thou shalt not bow down to idols;

jealousy
embeds our thoughts
we are willing slave to our own desires
brew me that pot of tea;

and i'l consider what you may potentially mean;
to
me.