Tuesday, July 29, 2008
7:02 pm
Mother dearest, we won't see a total solar eclipse because by the time the Sun starts to pass over Singapore, it wouldn't be in perfect alignment with the Moon, which in turn will not be able to fully block out the Sun.
Being in almost direct hit of the Sun, thanks to our being 1° North of the Equator, does not make it more difficult for us to witness a total solar eclipse.
In fact, your explanation is entirely UNRELATED.
I cannot even begin to lament the lack of your logic.
Isn't it just strangely wonderful how the many phenomenons witnessed on Earth are brought about by mere coincidences? One such as the Sun being 400 times further from us than the Moon, but is at the same time 400 times wider in diameter? Their apparent identical sizes to us is what makes total solar eclipses possible.
Coincidences are such awesome things.
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
8:14 pm
I love rainy days, I really do.
I am also quite partial towards the gloomy, pre-storm moments.
There is something about the barely-see-through curtain of unforgiving rain and harsh winds that can make you feel alive and humbly aware of how small and isolated you are amongst natural occurances.
Somehow, the heavier the storm is, the more it comforts me. Even better, if it was an unrelenting thunderstorm. It is somewhere along the line of "fatalistic beauty" that manages to appeal to both my artsy side and my tree-hugging, all-things-Geography-related-equals-AMAZING side.
Everytime it rains, I find myself falling in love with the world just a little more than I already had.
The only bad thing that comes out of it is when I'm in an air-conditioned room while the rain tries to compete with Niagara falls in the 'Volume' category.
Freezing, enclosed air?
Hello, epic headache with capital-H.
If I'm lucky, it will just annoy me for a few hours. But more often than not, it hardly goes away until half an hour after I wake up the next day.
I suppose there will always be something to hate about the thing you love.
Speaking of nature, I'm sure people who watch Discovery Channel have already heard this:
(Link)
(30 seconds version)
(Live perfomance version, different lyrics.)
Discovery Channel is LOVE.
And they're on Facebook!
Labels: Phrases
Monday, July 21, 2008
11:08 pm
This time, this time, we are all really starting to learn to be our own person.
Learning to grow on our own, alone; leaving our old comforts. There's an intimidating note of finality to it. And it starts to get difficult to recall how our friendships began.
It's scaring me.
This is only normal- the next step in life.
It doesn't necessarily mean that I like it.
I miss you all.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
8:19 pm
And once more, I can see your face- and that silly grin- again.
I suppose until now, nothing can be enough to overshadow that ancient and insanely ridiculous two-year crush.
It should have held less weight by now.
I should have gotten over it long ago. I thought I had.
I am close to succeeding. Trust me.
But, just let me indulge for a while more, now that I know it isn't impossible- the day when I will no longer remember everything about you.
Thursday, July 03, 2008
11:54 pm
I don't like this.
Every ache that used to bring up an image of your grin is suddenly replaced with a harder jolt that brought forward a different face, and I freeze up for a moment every time before it all gets banished by an old wound- the constant reminder of why I don't take risks anymore.
I don't like that the memories are being written over so easily. I know they are already far behind us. Still, they used to burn so distinct and bright.
I refuse to acknowledge the fact that a simple admittance of something I had long known was enough to obscure all that history.
And I don't like it that any small thing was able to make me question, doubt, and over-analyse everything.
This wasn't supposed to happen. I can't lose control now, not when nothing is set in stone yet. By the look of things, it would only get worse when it is. It would be the end of it all, me giving in, losing to - this.
Wasn't this supposed to be all fluffy and sparkly and clear skies and freshly cut grass and calm and warm?
Why didn't I get any of that? Why are there only questions with no answers and aches that cut my breaths short every few seconds?
I've been tricked. The things I've always known are crashing down and shattering around me. It's like learning Santa isn't real all over again.
This is driving me insane. Why is that even possible when you haven't really done anything?
Why? Why? Why?
You- ugh.
*Deflated sigh*
I'm over-thinking again.
Tuesday, July 01, 2008
11:35 pm
The only thing that can clear my head now would be a very heavy dose of veritaserum.
Then again, it's a ficticious potion.
And honestly, I don't think I'm ready to want to hear the truth from my own mouth just yet.