-ahhhhh!!-what if i fell into the waters and get lost?
what if the tortoises snap my behind as i land on the shore?
what if kiddies stick me into their sandcastles thinking im a toy soldier?
*the gargantuan Finger emptied me from his pocket*
-erk...-so now what? *blink blink* i wanna go homeeeee! *whine whine whine* (richard's forte btw)
)=
why do i have to get out of the pocket? the ish..and stop prodding me Finger! i am walking, or at least i am trying me best to keep up with the new world. hmmms. perhaps it isnt too bad after all?
the sand grains look like sugar crystals, only they're actually grit.
-hurmms-
)=
why do i have to get out of the pocket? the ish..and stop prodding me Finger! i am walking, or at least i am trying me best to keep up with the new world. hmmms. perhaps it isnt too bad after all?
the sand grains look like sugar crystals, only they're actually grit.
-hurmms-
so the tortoises dont bite and the kiddies are oblivious to me. so what? you can stick a f'wer in my head and i'll still be wary. *grins* though pretty flowers are pretty and sweet scenting. i suppose i can afford a smile for the mo?
what can you infer, from the passing glance?
what can you hear, in the passing walk?
what remains in mind, within the passing swift?
like the blur of tailing stare
like whisper of clandestine speak
like silhouette of forgotten memories...
how can i tell if you're there?
they spoke. you spoke. she spoke. he spoke. so when shall i start speaking? the conundrums ready to collapse upon me like rain.what can you hear, in the passing walk?
what remains in mind, within the passing swift?
like the blur of tailing stare
like whisper of clandestine speak
like silhouette of forgotten memories...
how can i tell if you're there?
and we're still debating english.
sugar sugar like dainty crystals
honey honey like sticky amber
together gether, i drowned in mum
together gether, i drowned in mum
i dont like the sun. i love the moon. i like seeing the rain on my doorsteps though enjoys the summer wind in my face. i may love you, but may not like you.
hmmms, what-a-to-do?
hmmms, what-a-to-do?
and you'll remain just a memory
- acknowledge the obsession.
- confront the obsession
- negotiate the obsession
i went. i wore. i snapped............. but i didnt buy.
for as much as i lust those pieces, i dont need them just yet. my wardrobe is bursting and though the cash is seductively beckoning me to spend them, i believe i have much more self control than this (=
owh well, at least i have milo and flosses to take away? hehehhehehehehehe!
just as you'll be a want rather than a need...
7 september and I wish its my birthday. but it isnt. its her birthday. (= well, if you can have it here, you can have it there.
*grins*
nonetheless, i have not seen her for some time now. mebbe its a good thing? or not? nonetheless, i should leave her to her private moments. cause wherever she is, i know she'll come when she needs me. for one thing, i don't have to worry for her cause both of us know us. like an unspoken rule of understanding. though sometimes, knowing that a person knows you this much is scary, with her, its almost a gift.
happy birthday.
the twenty first september
the month of september is a beautiful one. not only because its my month to claim, but because it brings along with it many good start. a shoutout to someone i hold dear, im glad its a whole new beginning for you once again. after this long a road you walked, time to hop on the bus and go somewhere new.
who knows? the bus may pick up new faces ? *grins*
and this is heaven in a pot.... >.<" had it and was stuffed for the entire day! ahahahhahahah! yummylicious. ze chocolate and ze icecream.... i believe everyone should have a bite of it before they can say they lived *grins*okay.. so maybe there is more to life than fondue or porkchop of tequila, but we should at least have a dream come true. no matter how silly. in fact, its all those silly and retarded moments that kept the youthful memories alive. like if you feel like driving to ipoh all the way just for dimsum, what the heck right? or hop on a plane to sabah for your bestie's birthday, or downing so many shots you dont remember the night..
yes, them stupid moments are the most memorable. and as always, september is one of the months that never fails to hold surprises for me. (=
p.s. september too feeds a certain someone with so much love that she becomes oh-so-cheesy. i am dead. for sure... |=
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