Different ways

For all who've been reading this blog from who knows when, thank you.

We are no longer a couple now, since our growingly different interests have made us (or her) decided not to continue being together. She came back yesterday at July 7th, and that was the date we officially broke up.

Our love might come and gone, but the traces of it will be forever recorded in this blog.

Greyscale is a great girl, and I wish she would get the best of things to come. I understand that love should not be interfering with your goals.

It's July 8th, 2009. I love her.

-monotone

On track

No, we're not going a different path. Just a different way in getting there.

After all, the words greyscale & monotone is basically the same thing, in definition. Is it not?

"You could call me a gentleman’s gentleman but you’d be wrong on both counts."

When I first knew that the title of Panic! At The Disco's The Only Difference Between Martyrdom and Suicide Is Press Coverage was quoted from a book, I thought Palahniuk was some kind of post-modern religion. I was damn wrong.

Mr. Charles Michael Palahniuk is one of the most popular modern-day novelists and with his transgressional fictions I was brought to some of the most sickly, wild, fearless adventures I've ever read.

If some of you have ever watched the über-awesome David Fincher's Fight Club, which was adapted from Palahniuk's novel of the same name, then you know what I'm talking about. Abnormally abnormal main characters, storylines that begin at the near-end, stabbing "You are" remarks, unbelievable plot twist, consumerism and how to break free from it. All written in (mostly) epic scale.

To date, I've got four of his books in hand (Rant, Choke, Survivor, Haunted), still reading one (Haunted), and none of them disappoints me at all. But I highly recommend Rant: An Oral Biography of Buster Casey. Get yourself a Fight Club DVD, watch it, drop your jaw, and read Rant. And drop your jaw.

What have I done the past 17 years of my life?

Astonishing how little I've achieved and how much time I've been wasting.

Fuck your life.

But there's no rain

Today I saw this partially glistening rainbow, but it disappeared before my very eyes.

That fucking rainbow.

Note to self

You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. You are the same decaying organic matter as everything else, and we are all a part of the same compost heap.

-Tyler Durden

Travelust

How would the sky look like in Vienna?

Is the river streaming clear water in Osaka?

Will the frosts of winter bite my skin in Montauk?

Have they got silhouettes of trees at sunset in Kathmandu?

Are there swans floating lazy on the lakes of Siberia?

Would the flowers bloom if I ever step my feet on the land of Santorini?


I don't want to believe.
I want to know.
Before the world ends.

The ever-changing year

Welcome, 2009 and hi to you all. This is monotone the guy speaking, not greyscale the girl. She's been off somewhere. Seems like I've forgotten this blog for quite a while back in 2008, and last year was a wonderful year, wasn't it? I don't think it's pretty wonderful though (ha ha) but 2008 sure brought a whole basket of change into my life. Sure, in these teenage years change is a constant thing that will keep on happening. And for me, call it teenage angst, but 2008 had made me change and grow into cynicism and hate, by my own choice.

Hey, I know that those are the qualities most of us will always avoid to be, but so far cynicism has helped me seeing different point of views from problems and events at a higher level, and hate... helps me live the real, behind-your-back life. Having "evil" qualities is not a sin, it's a choice. To me, innocence is dead, because you just can't make a kid stay smiling innocently forever in their life like Catcher in the Rye's Holden Caulfield tried to do. Let's see how far I can progress in life wielding cynicism in my right hand and hate in my left hand. But don't worry, I'll still love everyone! :D

"Though change will come,
Oh, change will come,
I will never believe in anything again"
(Coffee's for Closers) - FOB