This song is pretty eerie but I like it. It's the kind of song which you can't remember the main tune, but you can't stop listening to it again and again. I like it.
Been up to a whole bunch of stuff lately. University, outings, aimless walks around town, public bus rides, window shopping, actual shopping, yada yada. The funny thing is I don't seem to be needing as much sleep as before. I sleep late and wake up early. Trust me, I've tried sleeping without setting my alarm and I'm still up by 7 or 8am. Mostly 7 ish now. Am I turning senile? What the nonsense.
I used to dread the thought of turning old, which meant that I usually didn't look forward to birthdays. Hur. That's pretty weird, no? Birthdays are supposed to be all fun and joy and laughter and whatever happy word there is out there, but I just don't see it that way. I mean, there are plenty of joyous occasions happening throughout the year itself, right? Some are worthy of being labelled epic. Birthdays shouldn't be the highlight of the year. The entire year should be looked forward to. Anticipated. That's the way we should live. Yata!
