FINAL PUBLIC POST...FRIENDS ONLY AFTER THIS...COMMENT TO BE ADDED
So I have a VOX account. Had two updates in there.
I just like it coz there's my name in it Sidney@VOX and its more interactive (music, films, books, etc).
Its more like a home for happy. happy random things and more of a public display of my work...So I guess this journal would be FRIENDS ONLY from now on.
Hey, if you want a VOX invite, I still have a few. Email me or drop me a comment for one (under how much I know you basis...ie people closer to me would be preferred). VOX's layout is nice...I mean its easy to customize stuff and add stuff. So for HTML retards like me, I guess VOX is a good way to go :)
VOX is Latin for voice, I am sure most of you know that already and its one of Six Apart's sister company. I am sure you guys knew that too. So yeah, this is my final PUBLIC ENTRY.
Comment to be added.
It was nice to have you guys on LJ (I meant the anonymous, non-existant stalkers), if I have offended any of you non-existant stalkers, I am truly sorry...good news, you won't be hearing from me again. To my LJ friends, I will always be here on LJ, my heart has always been in LJ, so I would still be seeing you guys around.
Take care and be good.
So I have a VOX account. Had two updates in there.
I just like it coz there's my name in it Sidney@VOX and its more interactive (music, films, books, etc).
Its more like a home for happy. happy random things and more of a public display of my work...So I guess this journal would be FRIENDS ONLY from now on.
Hey, if you want a VOX invite, I still have a few. Email me or drop me a comment for one (under how much I know you basis...ie people closer to me would be preferred). VOX's layout is nice...I mean its easy to customize stuff and add stuff. So for HTML retards like me, I guess VOX is a good way to go :)
VOX is Latin for voice, I am sure most of you know that already and its one of Six Apart's sister company. I am sure you guys knew that too. So yeah, this is my final PUBLIC ENTRY.
Comment to be added.
It was nice to have you guys on LJ (I meant the anonymous, non-existant stalkers), if I have offended any of you non-existant stalkers, I am truly sorry...good news, you won't be hearing from me again. To my LJ friends, I will always be here on LJ, my heart has always been in LJ, so I would still be seeing you guys around.
Take care and be good.
Definitely one of my most honest pieces that I am very satisfied of after a long time...I hope you enjoy this piece and I hope it touched your heart as it touched mine while I was writting this...
These very words are the words that come out from the very depths of my heart and soul. I think its the most sincerest things I have ever written on how I feel in a long long while. Dedicated to the one whom I love, whose destination differs from mine but whose journey together with that I will never forget
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Sidney X,
19082006
1551
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These very words are the words that come out from the very depths of my heart and soul. I think its the most sincerest things I have ever written on how I feel in a long long while. Dedicated to the one whom I love, whose destination differs from mine but whose journey together with that I will never forget
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Sidney X,
19082006
1551
All rights reserved.
Copyrights reserved.
I have always thought of myself as a dreamer and a traveller on a highway.
Getting to different exits.
Enjoying the pit stops.
Meeting people.
Getting back on the SAME road. The monotone of driving on the same straight road guided with various roadsigns. My only guide is where I am dropping off next. Then, I would be back on the roads again.
Sometimes I get people wanting to pimp my ride.
Sometimes they are nice (they pay for the petrol and each hour), sometimes they are just apathetic, and some others are just leeches.
My destinations have so far been more abstract and very surreal. Just like dreams that fade away when one is awake.
Things that seemed too good never was meant to last.
Some things that are bad always seemed to leave a stain. Plaguing me back into the fear of breaking free.
Freedom comes with a price.
Freedom requires a lot of courage.
Just as waking up to reality when dreams can offer so much for so little.
As I once again embark on my next journey, leaving the fammiliar faces and familiar places, I feel a sense of regret. Yet, I know my journey has to go on.
A nagging feeling in my heart just tells me to go on. It might be useless to carry on as I have realized that all I have been doing was driving in circles.
The only difference is the circular radius keeps getting bigger and bigger. Yet, I am no where near my destination, I am no where near the centre of the circle.
Perhaps I have to journey to the furtherst ends of the circle to find my way back.
Perhaps I would never find my way back.
Yet, the veins behind my back seem to tingle and tell me to go on. To just take the road and drive.
To just see all the places visited as destinations on their own right en passe and to just accept my role as a driver.
It comes to a certain junction of the roads where I will mature and start to live with less and keep the passenger seats empty to get more people to where they should be or where they want to go. I am not sure if they too realize that they are moving in circles.
But the main point isn't the destination. The main point is the experiance of driving.
Of moving from one place to the other. No matter what means neccesary. Even if I have to desert my car. My body will be a vessel. My heart will lead the way. My soul will decide if I am already there.
Sidney X
August 18, 2006
1533
Getting to different exits.
Enjoying the pit stops.
Meeting people.
Getting back on the SAME road. The monotone of driving on the same straight road guided with various roadsigns. My only guide is where I am dropping off next. Then, I would be back on the roads again.
Sometimes I get people wanting to pimp my ride.
Sometimes they are nice (they pay for the petrol and each hour), sometimes they are just apathetic, and some others are just leeches.
My destinations have so far been more abstract and very surreal. Just like dreams that fade away when one is awake.
Things that seemed too good never was meant to last.
Some things that are bad always seemed to leave a stain. Plaguing me back into the fear of breaking free.
Freedom comes with a price.
Freedom requires a lot of courage.
Just as waking up to reality when dreams can offer so much for so little.
As I once again embark on my next journey, leaving the fammiliar faces and familiar places, I feel a sense of regret. Yet, I know my journey has to go on.
A nagging feeling in my heart just tells me to go on. It might be useless to carry on as I have realized that all I have been doing was driving in circles.
The only difference is the circular radius keeps getting bigger and bigger. Yet, I am no where near my destination, I am no where near the centre of the circle.
Perhaps I have to journey to the furtherst ends of the circle to find my way back.
Perhaps I would never find my way back.
Yet, the veins behind my back seem to tingle and tell me to go on. To just take the road and drive.
To just see all the places visited as destinations on their own right en passe and to just accept my role as a driver.
It comes to a certain junction of the roads where I will mature and start to live with less and keep the passenger seats empty to get more people to where they should be or where they want to go. I am not sure if they too realize that they are moving in circles.
But the main point isn't the destination. The main point is the experiance of driving.
Of moving from one place to the other. No matter what means neccesary. Even if I have to desert my car. My body will be a vessel. My heart will lead the way. My soul will decide if I am already there.
Sidney X
August 18, 2006
1533
Why do the worst friends have the most friends?
My un-updated life has been like a soap opera so far. I find it amusing at the same time disturbing. Kinda like the paranoia that one's life is being secretly taped and made public.
One drama after another.
Tragic.
Ironic.
All lumped into a few weeks.
It feels good at the end though. Pain makes one grow stong. Pain makes one learn.
One can really see who one's real friends are and see how selfish can people be.
Am extremely sore with a friend of mine who never even defended me when he knows that I was innocent. I would even defend my pet cat and of all people, a person whom has known me for so long refused to defend me.
Such acts are equal to betrayal.
I guess you can't judge a friend based on how long you have known a person. Its whats inside that counts.
And yes, I would say he deserved what he has gotten. The damage has been done. I was sympathetic at first but now I see the wisdom behind what has happened.
One drama after another.
Tragic.
Ironic.
All lumped into a few weeks.
It feels good at the end though. Pain makes one grow stong. Pain makes one learn.
One can really see who one's real friends are and see how selfish can people be.
Am extremely sore with a friend of mine who never even defended me when he knows that I was innocent. I would even defend my pet cat and of all people, a person whom has known me for so long refused to defend me.
Such acts are equal to betrayal.
I guess you can't judge a friend based on how long you have known a person. Its whats inside that counts.
And yes, I would say he deserved what he has gotten. The damage has been done. I was sympathetic at first but now I see the wisdom behind what has happened.
These few weeks has seen many unfortunate events happening in my life...
Things just seem to be in a transitory state for me...
My emotions and feelings betray me...
I betray myself...
I discovered that emotions and happiness is just temporal and its like an illusorary shadow.
We often allow conditions to determine how we feel.
Thus, we find no peace.
No happiness.
Happiness comes out of the temporal state of feeling another existence, or the feeling of belonging somewhere.
Such are the false emotions.
Such feelings are not eternal.
Thus, I understand that happiness must come from within. Happiness is travelling light. With less, one moves more freely...
With less, one can soar up the skies and touch the stars.
With full faith and a pure heart,
Happiness is within reach...
Things just seem to be in a transitory state for me...
My emotions and feelings betray me...
I betray myself...
I discovered that emotions and happiness is just temporal and its like an illusorary shadow.
We often allow conditions to determine how we feel.
Thus, we find no peace.
No happiness.
Happiness comes out of the temporal state of feeling another existence, or the feeling of belonging somewhere.
Such are the false emotions.
Such feelings are not eternal.
Thus, I understand that happiness must come from within. Happiness is travelling light. With less, one moves more freely...
With less, one can soar up the skies and touch the stars.
With full faith and a pure heart,
Happiness is within reach...
A short but memorable notes that I did not get to update...
23rd June 2006
I f**king tried...
I don't think so I should wait by the email again even if I still do it when no one's watching
23rd June 2006
I f**king tried...
I don't think so I should wait by the email again even if I still do it when no one's watching
I have a weird trait of concentrating more on the background instead of the person in the photo.
Somehow I find myself more interested behind the story behind why was the photo taken at the first place. The background most often tells part of the story. Which fascinates me in a weird, twisted way.
Does this prove my sanity is questionable?
Somehow I find myself more interested behind the story behind why was the photo taken at the first place. The background most often tells part of the story. Which fascinates me in a weird, twisted way.
Does this prove my sanity is questionable?
Its just no use waiting by the email (can one actually do that?)
Comments
Happy belated birthday...Glad to see you got that job! :)
Thanks for the support and vote of confidence :)