Dancing In The Rain
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
The cutting room floor. Are scattered with so many parts of a movie. People cut out the bad stuffs and show only the good stuffs in movies. That's why u'll find so many interesting thing on the cutting room floor. Things u don't even know happened. Things u'll never expect at all.
Sometime my life is like the cutting room. I edit out the bad parts and only show the good parts. Maybe it's my way of protecting people i love cz it's better if u don't know half the things i do. I'm not joking. Or maybe it's too personal to be showed. Or too ashamed to let people know. But there are a few people who know of the pieces on the cutting room floor but most definitely not all. Maybe just 3 people? And i trust them with my life. The others only know of the edited version of my life. The happier part. The part everyone wants to know. The part where they think i have it so good.
Feeling a lil melodramatic tonight. I need to talk to someone. Not type in msn or email. Talk talk. Face to face. But u're all back in Msia. This is why i miss Msia so god-damned much. Where i can just call someone and talk. And we'll drive around and around for hours well into dawn, just talking. I'll listen to your problems and you'll do the same. And everytime when i leave the car, i feel so much better and know what to do with my life. Cz u guys always know the right things to say to me.
And i've already decided what i want to do for my next tattoo (while i was bathing just now lol). I want to do the number "ONE". Not sure in what language or pattern yet. It's to signify that i'm always my first priority in life and i only deserve the best, no second best anymore.
What do you do when you need someone to talk to?
And she survived.. ;