GO TO DMC
Clementine: Joely?
Joel: Yeah Tangerine?
Clementine: Am I ugly?
Joel: Uh-uh.
Clementine: When I was a kid, I thought I was. I can't believe I'm crying already. Sometimes I think people don't understand how lonely it is to be a kid,
like you don't matter. So, I'm eight, and I have these toys, these dolls. My favorite is this ugly girl doll who I call Clementine, and I keep yelling at her,
"You can't be ugly! Be pretty!" It's weird, like if I can transform her, I would magically change, too.
Joel: You're pretty.
Clementine: Joely, don't ever leave me.
Joel: You're pretty... you're pretty... pretty..
Who, am I?
I am
Nurazleena Bte Ramli (as evident(very!)from the blog address), and unless you're a stalker(i highly doubt there'd be any),
you would definitely not be interested in my age, date of birth and horoscope sign.
Audrey is the coolest shizz ever!
[ Monday, May 18, 2009 ]
10:41 AM
HER MORNING ELEGANCE :)
kudos to audrey for introducing probably the greatest song i've ever heard in my life. when i set up a cafe or a small coffee shop tucked away in the corner of a quaint town, that song would definitely be playing, along with other chill-out songs. to match the cosy atmosphere that's so personal yet impersonal :D
not sure if i'm even making sense though, i'm just ranting it's 1:45 in the morning, and my brain's screwed from trying to figure out things that i'll probably never be able to, and should never since ignorance of it will seriously benefit me. what i dont know won't kill me :)
but if that's the case i'd rather die a million times over just to know, ignorance will seriously kill me. haha how ironic!
dont wanna think about it now, or ever for that matter. maybe i'd have been happier if things had not even started. then here we go again, back to the same old argument of better to have experienced it even if it has brought pain rather than not to have experienced it at all, which i have to admit i personally quite agree with.
let's leave these serious thoughts for us to ponder alone on rainy days, at a window seat in a crowded bus, staring wistfully outta the window :)
for once i wish i could be the girl in the song.
she goes...
nobody knows.
just to disappear into nothingness amongst the crowd, the nondescript face buying the odd necessity who'll disappear forever after stepping out of the shop-door...
guess i wouldn't be able to feel unhappy. i'm nobody, nothing.