I'm glad I reached out again...it was a good feeling.
It wasn't too hard, and it felt good knowing that it was still there. It never really left, and I could feel the reciprocity as well. Things should be okay again... ^_^
The care and concern were still there...as how friends should care and be concerned for each other.
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Sunday, October 07, 2007
Old School TIBS Bus
I woke up early today and took a nice bus ride down to Depot. My brother was with me, and he was on his way to church. We got on bus service 855, and I was amazed that it was one of those old school TIBS buses! ^_^
Check it out!
Check out the retro bell! All grey and tiny-buttoned. LOL.
The old school window clip thingy...you needed to depress both clips on the left and right of the window to get it to open. Troublesome, but excellent retro material. ^_^
Check out the old school PVC seats! My bro and I commented that seats in the past were so much smaller, and that sorta entailed that people were smaller? HAhaha..maybe it's just that we're two fatties. Heh.
The floor is classic. I don't know what you call this pattern, but I've always thought it was 'pimple-something'. Well...yeah, it was a blast riding in that blast from the past...literally. =P
Wonderful wonderful wonderful trip down memory lane...whee... ^_^
Check it out!
Check out the retro bell! All grey and tiny-buttoned. LOL.
The old school window clip thingy...you needed to depress both clips on the left and right of the window to get it to open. Troublesome, but excellent retro material. ^_^
Check out the old school PVC seats! My bro and I commented that seats in the past were so much smaller, and that sorta entailed that people were smaller? HAhaha..maybe it's just that we're two fatties. Heh.
The floor is classic. I don't know what you call this pattern, but I've always thought it was 'pimple-something'. Well...yeah, it was a blast riding in that blast from the past...literally. =P
Wonderful wonderful wonderful trip down memory lane...whee... ^_^
Thursday, October 04, 2007
Wednesday, October 03, 2007
Coloured Threads
The feelings placed in those threads are now weak.
The intention behind the weaving is now frail.
He does not know why the weave was made...
Vague memories, light and airy, like a meringue hovers gently at the edges of his mind.
Teal, sky blue and forest green intertwine into a simple, yet strong mesh of purpose.
But it now lays half finished in Timbuk2, in darkness, behind metal teeth which keep it from the light.
Almost as if seeing it would create that aftertaste once more.
Hated and desired, all at the same time.
The 'twang' of the middle ground is symbolised by the blasted mesh,
"Curses! I did it again!" shouts that little voice of I-did-it-again-ness.
Should it be finished? Or should stay that way...it is pretty, but still...
You know...
*annoyed*
The intention behind the weaving is now frail.
He does not know why the weave was made...
Vague memories, light and airy, like a meringue hovers gently at the edges of his mind.
Teal, sky blue and forest green intertwine into a simple, yet strong mesh of purpose.
But it now lays half finished in Timbuk2, in darkness, behind metal teeth which keep it from the light.
Almost as if seeing it would create that aftertaste once more.
Hated and desired, all at the same time.
The 'twang' of the middle ground is symbolised by the blasted mesh,
"Curses! I did it again!" shouts that little voice of I-did-it-again-ness.
Should it be finished? Or should stay that way...it is pretty, but still...
You know...
*annoyed*
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