空荡荡的房间 却充溢着你给的谎言 桌灯无情地照着我的脸 将事实面对一遍 张正勇“317个谎言”

Finally came back home from hall, and when i stepped into my room, the emptiness suddenly struck me. It used to be a messy room full of cables and wires and books, but my table top's clean and tidy, not a single thing is out of place. it depresses me actually, almost feeling like i'm entering a hotel room. have i really distanced myself from home that much? in a sudden surge of feelings, i wrote this verse and continued the feeling to complete the song i've been working on. haha~ obviously the love part of the story is fictitious, but the feeling's real. almost too real till it's scary.

I like to think myself as a very homely person, like to be with family and everything, enjoying the life of being a son. but now, this idea of myself seems very, well, ironic with me spending most of my time in hall. yet, at the same time, i feel my relationship with my parents is becoming slightly better due to less contact and most prob resulting in less friction. not necessary a bad thing, but the sight of an empty lifeless room saddens me.

anyway, decided to give in to temptations of buying a PowerBook, so i approached my dad and weirdly, he agreed to get it too. got a shock. tot he will say 'no' liao. haha~ but my appointment's on 2 September. gosh~ that's still a very long time to wait for a new laptop. and my hand's are damn itching to hold a macintosh laptop~!!

*itch-itch*,
Johnzzon

[updated at 2:03am] PS. I jus realized my Harry Potter book will be in my hands at the end of the month too. OOO~ a new book in one hand and a new stylish laptop in another. how cool can it get? haha~ perhaps i should learn skates and get a pair of them to travel in NTU as well... ok, i'm juz nuts.