Friday, July 25, 2008
The sadness of a poet.
My MSN status reads: I am hungry and sad :( . Which is so not true. More accurately, i'm sad because i'm hungry. I SWEAR tomorrow i'm going to Dickson to restock my supplies of instant noodles and biscuits and soups. I already proudly have 1 kg of chocolates,which is my chocolate craving emergency, so its ok. But WHO KNEW that umami cravings can't be cured by chocolates.
When America was being exploited by umm, Americans, the native Indians had a saying.
Only when the last river has been poisoned
Only when the last tree has died
Only when the last animal falls
Then will you find that money cannot be eaten
In my context, chocolates = money, and REAL food = rivers, trees, animals, etc. As i speak, i'm sadly munching on Heavenly Chocolate choc chippies.
I PROMISE to wake up for breakfast tomoro, even if i have to skip another airport dream again.
I have no class tomoro, again! thanks to uni's policy of Bush Week or something like that. Hail pls...
I'm hungry
I'm hungry
I'm hungry !!!!!
i'm sick of people telling me they could eat like me, forever thin. Do you know what its like to be ALWAYS hungry?
I need something UMAMI. NOW.
and when i'm hungry, suddenly the world has lost its meaning, books of unread readings sit on my table, and i suddenly fancy myself a poet. Yes, laugh. but its like some kinda "activated power" by hunger. like you know how suffering people feel philosophical and try to bemoan their emoness to the whole world.
I can tell i'm writing too much now. But it'll stop once uni picks up. or once i BUY SOME FOOD.
which brings me to my other dilemma. No money. i think i'll go look for a food kitchen tomorrow.
But for now i'll wait for sleep to take me to wherever i want to go, preferable back to Malaysia =)
When America was being exploited by umm, Americans, the native Indians had a saying.
Only when the last river has been poisoned
Only when the last tree has died
Only when the last animal falls
Then will you find that money cannot be eaten
-Kree Indian prophecy.
I PROMISE to wake up for breakfast tomoro, even if i have to skip another airport dream again.
I have no class tomoro, again! thanks to uni's policy of Bush Week or something like that. Hail pls...
I'm hungry
I'm hungry
I'm hungry !!!!!
i'm sick of people telling me they could eat like me, forever thin. Do you know what its like to be ALWAYS hungry?
I need something UMAMI. NOW.
and when i'm hungry, suddenly the world has lost its meaning, books of unread readings sit on my table, and i suddenly fancy myself a poet. Yes, laugh. but its like some kinda "activated power" by hunger. like you know how suffering people feel philosophical and try to bemoan their emoness to the whole world.
I can tell i'm writing too much now. But it'll stop once uni picks up. or once i BUY SOME FOOD.
which brings me to my other dilemma. No money. i think i'll go look for a food kitchen tomorrow.
But for now i'll wait for sleep to take me to wherever i want to go, preferable back to Malaysia =)
posted by Jared Wong at 12:12 AM, | 
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ohhh.. i know what it's like to be forever hungryy!!!! it sucks too... cos spending wayy too much on snacks etc :P
the answer is simple: work!
simple, but very hard to do lol
simple, but very hard to do lol
oh please...not another hail after last one that nearly killed me...
-Alstrid-
-Alstrid-
...the last one? was that during OCF camp?