Instincts

There is this program on Arts Central called ‘Human Instincts’. It’s a documentary that explains some common human behaviours through science. Don’t know what time the program starts but it should be around 11.30pm-12am on Wednesdays. I usually lie down on bed and watch TV until I feel sleepy.


My boss told me in his office that he might bring me to Paris with him some time during March. To talk to the developers there on how we can work together to integrate their websites with the one I’m working on now. Upon hearing this I frozed for a few seconds. It feels something big and if I cock up, I’ll cause trouble everywhere. [:(] . Worse still, French people have a heavy accent and I might have trouble trying to understand what they’re trying to say. [X(]


I need to work on my knowledge now. Gonna go learn what XML and RSS is all about. I have a feeling it’ll be helpful.


“Scattered” by Green Day.

I’ve got some scattered pictures lying on my bedroom floor.
Reminds me of the times we shared.
Makes me wish that you were here.
Now it seems I’ve forgotten my purpose in this life.
All the songs have been erased.
Guess I’ve learned from my mistakes.

Open the past and present.
Now and we are there.
Story to tell and I am listening.
Open the past and present.
And the future too.
It’s all I’ve got and I’m giving it up to you.

Loose ends tied in knots.
Leaving a lump down in my throat.
Gagging on a souvenir.
Lodged to fill another year.
Drag it on and on until my skin is ripped to shreds.
Leaving myself wide open.
Living out a sacrifice.

If you got no one and I’ve got no place to go, would it be alright?
Could it be alright?

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