Some point of time, all of us identify with a particular song. That song proabably expressess something you've felt, but never said out loud...even in your own head. I heard the song below... Feel, a while ago... and it feels like its really me who is saying these things.

it stirs up something deep inside me, making me identify with it. It shows the confusion my head is in... and even though i'm almost at a stage where i am expected to start learning to support myself.

Feel - Robbie Williams

Come on hold my hand,
I wanna contact the living.
Not sure I understand,
This role I’ve been given.
I sit and talk to god
And he just laughs at my plans,
My head speaks a language,
I don’t understand.

(chorus)I just wanna feel real love,
Feel the home that I live in.
’cause I got too much life,
Running through my veins,
going to waste.
I don’t wanna die,
But I ain’t keen on living either.
Before I fall in love,
I’m preparing to leave her.
I scare myself to death,
That’s why I keep on running.
Before I’ve arrived,
I can see myself coming.

(chorus)
I just wanna feel real love,
Feel the home that I live in.
’cause I got too much life,
Running through my veins,
going to waste.
And I need to feel, real love
And a life ever after.
I cannot get enough.
(instrumental)

(chorus)
I just wanna feel real love,
Feel the home that I live in,
I got too much love,
Running through my veins,
going to waste.
I just wanna feel real love,
In a life ever after
There’s a hole in my soul,
You can see it in my face,
it’s a real big place.

(instrumental)
Come and hold my hand,
I wanna contact the living,
Not sure I understand,
This role I’ve been given

Not sure I understand.
Not sure I understand.
Not sure I understand.
Not sure I understand.


- Robbie Wiliams

The first.

the first, hmm... i've lost count on the number of first blogs. oh well, it doesn't matter, i've started off again. i've always wondered what i blog was for. i guess its a way of communicating what you think. but to whom? that i think makes the vital difference in posting on a random web-page and on your own blog. i think a blog lets you communicate with yourself. yes i know we have diaries to do such stuff, and so do we have word documents to store whatever crap we can think of. But somehow blogging, putting it out on the world wide web... for everyone to see is what gives one teh sheer confidence of standing his ground and making those uncomfortable decisions he has to make, because under the glare (even if there is no one reading his thoughts) you need to know in your heart whats right, and recognise it.

Most proabably want a lot of people to read their blogs. I don't, as in I don't care how many people read this or who reads it. Sometimes, i feel an urge to yell out, to let out what i feel in terms of words. this need is satisfied by blogging. or so i've let myself into believing.

So, let me begin.