its good the world is simple, not simpler

hellowuwie

Tue, 16 Jun 2009 21:49:10 GMT

i forgot to burp - i've moved.

don't ask me where. i ain't telling you-ish (:

c walk through.

Thu, 12 Mar 2009 16:12:58 GMT

maybe
when friends
start to have discrepancies

doodling pain

Tue, 27 Jan 2009 18:01:56 GMT

i am putting myself through this test.

seriously. i dont know. but i do. i saw your doodlenote. and whatever feelings you are feeling. i do the same. i hope time soothes my pain. i hope you were the one too. i am just going through this test again, to learn to love and have faith. i need time.

i m not asking you. i am asking myself.

and if i do. i know you may not be here anymore.

i just want and need, to go through the test again

the silence to breeze brings

Sat, 24 Jan 2009 10:33:09 GMT

i pranced the whole afternooon
in the mall with myself
the sardined walkway
the elbow-to-elbow shops
the congested traffic
gosh.
what art thou doin'?

the bus stops
the cheerful people
the light breeze slapped past my face
it wasnt supposed to hurt
gosh.
what art thou doin'?

the boisterous coffee shop
our favourite dishes
and the never-ending drools over KFC
and our galbo love
gosh
what art thou doin'?

the youme tommiejerrie cartoon
the youme favourite choc
the youme favourite line
the youme favorite place
gosh
what art thou doin'?

i told the breeze last night
and it acknowledged me

i miss you.
i truly do.
let all the stars decide
and may our path cross again.

heal the crack

Thu, 22 Jan 2009 10:08:51 GMT

i heard the cracks
'crik, crik, crik'
down the aisle
in the doorway of the quiet chamber
the old granddad's clock
nvr stop ticking
its pendulum swings from left
to right
and left, again.

sun rise, sun set
sun rise, sun set

the lovelorn cries every full moon
ouch.
the roses prick and
you see blood streaks

seemingly the world revolves
and time have not slowed
its happening
now, you see.
its happening.

everything grows normal and into routine-ly
oh, why, you dear
i saw you coming
you said you will heal the cracks in me
now its broken
the white china piece
oh?
"heal with time, thee will fill thy life,
harvest! harvest! love sings melody to time."
lament the priestess
and when will love
heal over time?

passed

Tue, 20 Jan 2009 14:34:17 GMT

dear lord

ive been rather a good girl last year. i havent wished for any pressie from santa, nor wrote a long list of letter stating the things that i wanna get from him. i think santa has been busy. i have not wished upon a wishing stars too. i tried not to be negative. i tell people good things about them this year. i learnt not to cry at times when i m at utmost sadness. i tried smiling even when i hurt inside. i tried giving even when i know giving all becomes tyrant. i tried to forgive, even when i know hearing sorry isnt just everything. i tried to forget, and then i realised, it may seem like, i may just be an additional number of what this earth has alrd counted the sum.

forgive me lord. i m just another normal being. i dont ask for high life. i dont ask for anything. i have tried another way, but why, lord, i get the same. i wanna be taken care of. and not to take care of people. i wanna be appreciated. and not be, in any case, i felt my sincerity is suspended because of what i called, indifferent acusation, and these indifferent acusation, oh, lord, you could easily hire a hitman to just stab me right at my heart, i can draw the landmark if its tough. dont drain me slowly like that.

its sad. lord. let the breeze blow tonight. let the dead die in peace. let my second uncle leave this world, this disdaintful world, and may he go, in peace.

dreams. anaesthesia of reality. drowned in my acuity of reality, so you may wanna listen to my whinings. and if neither, its ok. ive decided to sink to the epitome of irony and sullen offf in pain

two-oh-oh-nine

Fri, 09 Jan 2009 16:13:33 GMT

thanks dale
welcome to the new frolic world
cynical skeptical sarcastic
thats kinda er.. new name
(:
loses faith
immune down
am was happy
but now
speechless
tomorrow will be better

the smile on your face lets me know that you need me
theres a truth in your eyes saying you'll nvr leave me
the touch of your hands says you'll catch me, whenever i fall
you say it best
when you'd say nothing at all

-

Fri, 12 Dec 2008 03:39:44 GMT

i just wanna feel BELONGED.

Mon, 08 Dec 2008 17:25:29 GMT

oh love. traums stormed passed my days at work. i'd secretly wished everything goes good now. its hard to keep a lie. its hard to keep a lie saying i m sleeping every night, when everybody retaliated and gesticulating at the puffiness of my eyes, and the tangible dark eye circles. (oh tangible i say) wellwellwellwell. i confessed, i really aint sleeping that enough enough enough..

quite screwed when i went back to work today, everybody asked "you went marathon yesterday right?" "eh how was the race?" "eh you sick still". and the next thing i heard, "your name was annouced at central msg lah kheng"

*SPEECHLESS* i swear. you can see the textbox above my head writing " ................. "

the race yestermorn was marvellous. twas fun. despite the fact that i have a swollen knee now. itellyou i tellyou you wont believe it lah! i got E-L-B-O-W-E-D you know!? you know how f-a-r-k-i-n-g hilarious this is to be ELBOWED in a marathon? eh hello? the path way is DAMN BIG and it wasnt that pack at my sixth KILOMETRES OK. i could have get better youknowyouknowyouknow. but SHE ELBOWED ME frm my back, and i had an instant stab on my chest, and followed by an impact on my already-existing-left-knee ailment. and BOOOOOMS* ho sei larh. i limped back to my end point. HAIYEA. emo shit. EEEKS.

my whole body is acheing shit. and my shin. OHMYGOD. and my butt. i can barely sit on any surface that is hard. ARGHS. but i love the feeling.. HAHAHAAHAHA. damn psychotic i know. oklarhoklarh. i m really tired. i hope i sleeep though. and heres the satisfaction with a pain and gain thing

oh. and. i wont write about you, us anymore i guess. its all private now (: over in here.

goodnight world. (:

Sat, 29 Nov 2008 07:15:58 GMT

everybody please start to make reservation

because RASPBERRYJAM is going for SALE.

shes too tired

and she dont wanna work anymore.

sony please love me

Mon, 17 Nov 2008 08:43:25 GMT

this is really pissin'. my phone drowned on saturday in the vodka ribena i was holding for angel hunns. and hell yeah. it drowned. the batt was 'headhigh' frm the alcohol and it swell to an unbelievable size.

sony decided to play truant after the alcohol consumption and it started playing pranks on me. he dont wanna on the lights when i text people. he begins to slow down when i scroll the contacts. he only starts singing when the text is alrd in the inbox. he sometimes play disco light when i text reply, sometimes, refuses to move when i silent the phone.well sony, please love me backk please.

time for your thinker, monkey doodle

Wed, 12 Nov 2008 08:39:51 GMT

pictures do not capture reality. it only capture what you want at that moment.

oh. i learned this meaning. and everything, feels underground-ed again. let me be glam, let 'em know me. lest you afraid, and i shall exile.

monkey doodle je'taime. i have so much to ssay. the reason being you staying at home suggest a good rumination. i'd thought about it for days. and that i have a certain amount of pressure that is on me, i m sure you wouldve noticed. i m still pretty much unsure, what you have for me, that determines me as your scatterbrain silly girl. you are young, and playful, full of own vibes in life, you should have your fun. oh no. not that you cant have fun when we're where we are now. you'll be strapped with responsibility of being responsible and restricted. my mum is scary, and theres a reason why shes scary. heres what i think, probably we should both think about it. (: thereafter, if you think it ends well, then it would be the last time we embraced last night. (: i appreciated all the time youve spent with me. similarly, if youve missed me, i will see you again, be happy, monkey doodle magician!

i m gonna miss you, srsly.

P.S
i'd love all your magic tricks even though sometimes your tricks didnt work! (:

with love -

ah oui?

Mon, 10 Nov 2008 17:05:13 GMT

oui.

i have a talk with beis. and ouais.

i have a hell lot of things creeping up my head. i wanted to talk to somebody. i wanted to hear somebody. i wanted to curl up and cry with somebody. but, no. NO. there is nobody. you should never let your guards down. never. to show your weak side.

there is, indeed. a growing intense fear in me. i cant figure out. i cant stop coughing. i cant stop fagging. and i cant stop running the ruminations.

like biron in Love labours lost says:

So, ere you find where light in darkness lies,
Your light grows dark by losing of your eyes.

and here i say,
i m losing my eyes.
losing the emote eyes.
the windows to see truth, which often,
the brutal truth lies.
and when i besieged, i found thee,
my summer light
halt! come back!
with all delights are vain
and most vain
which doth falsely blind the eyesight
of mine
study me how to please the eye indeed
by fixing it upon a fairer eye
who dazzling so, the eye shall be his heed
ay, the best of the worst
to feel pain when pain isnt substantial
and wear an ocean
to fill the empty vessels
running in the streaks of my eyes
to harbor the fears
in exchange of thy eyes
halt! come back!
ay, why do you cry.
why.

boy, what sign is it, when a girl of great spirits,
grows melancholy?

rawk right.

Sat, 08 Nov 2008 08:58:35 GMT

today the horroscope says:

What appeals to the masses will most definitely not appeal to you, today. You're a maverick. You go your own way, and you are proud of it. To you, right now, following trends is nothing more than an excuse not to think for yourself. You're all about being an individual, even if that means isolating yourself from what is 'cool' or 'hip.' But in a way, you'll be the one who laughs last. Because there is nothing more hip or cool than being true to who you are and what you're all about!

which is true. well. i would say, aquarius always rock. and i mean me, raspberryjam. i dont follow what everybody wants to have. that makes me not unqiue.

raspberryjam today feels ecstatic at work, jumpy and scaring people. she started speaking with the bangla accent and all her colleagues couldnt stop chuckling and couldnt stop her from doing so either. and it tickles the doctors so much and they wanted to refer her to PSY for a moment. well. today is saturday. everybody started laughing and speaking in the accent and you hear 'em grumbling:

"This goh lee kheng ah!! HAAHAHAHA!"

oh. it has been weird. really weird lately. when moneky doodle went overseas, they were numerous people who texted at night, random and sudden. twas queer, people of the past, pardon i say. all seemed to appear outta the can. i was too tired to reply though. i knw. they never fail to whine if i reply a couple of days later:

"its okie sweetie. you are always the dao-ist that ive known since first day."

ok. this didnt sound melodious to the ear but, shruggs. and that they ask me the question which i know-not the answer. srsly. i still dont. and of course. they are especially generous with praises. but you know. i always love to irritate the shit outta them. tsktsktsk.

speaking of which, i was discussing with sims that ive been quite absent-minded these days, its like last friday, ive decided to turn over a new big leaf. wake up damn early prepare breakfast for myself and reach work early and prepare everything, and justjustjustjustjustjust as i felt so confident about a very good thankgoditsfriday thing, and then i realised, MYF**KINGNAME appears in the afternoon shift. OK. i swear you see me doing the jumpingjacks already just right before i head home for a morning jog instead. and i swear the F**KINGsecondtime that i was wide awake but i missed my station. THIS IS RIDICULOUS. ive never been ths oblivious, and i mean NEVER. *IRRITS. next i prayed hard thankgoditsfriday wouldnt play this prank to rain on me when i jog? oh thankgod, its friday. it didnt. and subsequently this friday, i ALMOST did the second prank of my thankgoditsfriday again. fortunately the angels at work were shrieking in amusement when i puffed up "i MORNING LEH tomorrow." thankgodthankgod. how many friday pranks do i have man?

sims came up with this conclusion. AGE. (hellyeah wth.)

ok whatever it is i think it didnt really affect this much. but if theory proves with a third time, i SWEAR. its still THANKGODITSFRIDAY prank. :)

with love,

Mon, 03 Nov 2008 16:22:17 GMT

albert einstein quoted "before god we are all equally wise - and equally foolish."

it seemed like it. how foolish human beings are. i m saying me. i was sounding my close girlfriend, over a near-spilt milk, but its not even a start. how amusing. when he tells you to he misses you, but he doesnt really wanna get into anything near commitment with you. is it like every other guy behaves like that? oh i m beginning to be so skeptical. and SO SO SO SO SO skeptical.

to noon,i have a sudden surge of feelings that is so abruptly reminded by je'taime the fact that i was ever an "underground" girlfriend before when i was with sha, and mel. and france ask me if i found new je'taime since the last time he saw me. i was astounded.

whats in a name when it give it give you none?

(: ah verbal vomit verbal vomit.

yesternight was damn funny. i was online, apparently seemingly un-hype-d. desmond the funny dude thought i was extremely depressed, he gave me one big shock with his presence t my car park like 30minutes later. itellyou, it scared the shit outta me. LOL. thanks desmond, sweet enough. (: bring my geylang tow huay next time ok. TSKTSKTSK.

ok. i wanna sleeep alrd. goodnights frolicdale

where are we going from here?

Thu, 30 Oct 2008 16:09:43 GMT

ever wonder
where are we going from here
kiss goodbye
bid farewell
and next, you prance up and down the aisle
the long route to fate
beats you like it never ends
i always believe i m a square
and there is no way, no way i say
to fit into a circle just because i think i wanna be with a circle
einstein says
"gravitation is not responsible for people falling in love"
and what makes people fall, and realised that
it was a wrong fall?
is there ever a wrong fall?
and if we turn back time
will we not fall at the wrong fall?
what is it when you look into thy eyes
and see nothing but thee
what is it when you smile
i know just whats up in your mind
what is it when time meets
i meet you at the end of the circle
and then realise theres no ending
to this circle
i have your name
screaming in my veins
and written over and over again
"we have a long way to go, baby"
and you held my hands
just when i look back
you turn our back on me
somebody's else hands you were holding
fate,
fortune,
destiny.
they closed their doors on me.

au revoir, je'taime?

au revoir

may we meet again.

je'taime

Wed, 29 Oct 2008 09:39:26 GMT

oh i have 4 good days spending time at home. watching some whatnot dvds. damn good. cant be hoping everyday's the same.

and jobb was talking to me about my job (ok that damn rhymes). come to realise it, we cant lose our patients (much like patience). you know its like i spoke of how much i love my patients despite how 'laxative-d' they get. sometimes, they really irritate the shit outta you? they are really demanding, they shit you, and then showered you with love-not attitude, oh, and not forsaking to remember your name in the love of a good, long complaint that get you sitting in the SNM's office for the next good long post-night shift writing a goood long memo explaining why, HAVE you gotta be in this shit.

damn screwed. you got yourself sick because you took some pills to make yourself not-fat. and then you landed in the beds of the un-holy place to be called holy duty of ours to nurse you. and fear not, you made your whole family anxious, and we got screwed because your lovely whinings nvr stop. you spoil your own liver, and the blames got down to us because your liver's spoilt? and then in the doorway i heard " their service is "DAMNDAMNDAMN" good. the letter is coming in with the names. boy. go get all their names."

oh thank you, i say. with you, our names are damn recognised. and with your family, i spend more time communicating with my big boss, and building some good rapport through the sharp snickering voice of hers ringing in my alrd-hot ears interrogating with the un-ending nerve-wrecking conversations. oh god, i so love her. (:

for god's sake. i love nursing.

au revoir, je'taime.

au revoir, je'taime

Tue, 28 Oct 2008 17:55:44 GMT

we all have dreams.
yet sometimes
to just dream of
the dream that we've been yearning
takes a little more then idling
and
hoping it will come true one night
no more,
no more courtly love
like romeo and juliet.
back to the fundamentals
like it should have been.
we lost it,
left it,
hide it,
fear it,
shame it,
killed it.
AY!
Why?
Romeo why.

au revoir, je'taime.

my leap years

Fri, 03 Oct 2008 16:36:09 GMT

"there is a place i wanna go, but i dont where it is
theres a man i wanna meet, but i dont know where he is"

and its ten minutes to the end of the leap day..

i cant find the answers. and i cant seem to forgive the fact.
the fact that you fell for another person, just when i was to tell you "i'd really found you."
i m stubborn. but i thought you know me. and i thought, i know you too. yes. i've already tried my best to come down frm the fake nobility tht i was plain perturbed by the fact that you walk out, away, faded, with me jaded.

i felt like my heart was bruised.

all over.

and i can hear your names all running in my veins. know i was damn obstinate when it comes to you. i love fighting with you, and i keep denying every feeling you had,
i bite on the words because, i wanna hear you shout your destiny to me, but you didnt.

and
now, i felt like i was being slashed by betrayal. i couldnt figure out why it felt that way?

perhaps, i thought, it was all your loyalty that makes me believe the heart wouldnt change even when time moves ahead.

now i know the heart is insuppressible, with the mix of emotion. i m stronger than this, it didnt kill me, so what dont kill, mkes me stronger. though it almost killed me when i saw your site with all her messages.

if you say theres nothing going on btwn you two, i'd rather make myself blind and deaf to not know anything. i realised it give me an agonising tightness and i come to understand that, finally, my immunity to you had stop the resistance, and that is the time, you, officially decided to move on with the girl, who you didnt told me about, and i saw all her messages so coincidentally on that faithful day. my question for you was" is that why you are so busy with schl?" even i dont know the answer. :)

you know, memories dont carry smell, but so coincidentally, i remember smelling you this one day when i was lying at the A&E bed again.. but, you left. right. and funny.

its so hysterically afflicting this biting feeling when i think of this answer when i asked you "wasnt there any other girls on your life?" and you go "no. theres only you." sweet. really. it was realy diabetic sweeet until i found out her. the things you did for her, just like the things you did for me. indeed, this dysphoria really really drove me bonkers, to think that oh, i m not special anymore.

let me explain this. yes. ive fallen in, and out of this torch song, on the same day. hysterically, yes i did. horror of horrors, it happened. : )

maybe. some time later, you will appear again. and then disappear. :) i cant keep you. just like i cant keep myself from losing that place there where the heart beats.

leap years.

how many leaps years am i going to take,
just to reach you again..

i am damn dumb, and so are you

Thu, 02 Oct 2008 15:59:10 GMT

damn dumb

i say, damn dumb.

my head's still spinnin' since last night. and twas crazy when i texted "i m spinnin', is there anything you havent tell me?"

i m waiting for all the answers. they dont drop frm the sky right. i have tons of questions if you allow me to ask, and with you answering me with all your sincerity. i remembered when i asked why you disappeared, you said, you were busy with schl. i sighed, and still, indubitably accepted it.

the text felt like a smacker to my face this morning when i woke up with shock. WHY?! what happened to ME! *smackersmackersmacker*

initially i really wanted to know.
the answers to everything, the girl, the evanesce, and then the loom again. you left without saying. and you came back without answering any. i just want to know an answer, to the question ive always been waiting to ask. nonethless, youve mention NO WORDS to it. AH. is it really that difficult.

and now, i decided not to know.
because what if its not therapeutic?
what if i ended up more upset, ive been upset since the day i found out there was her, and i total abhor this!!!
frm february, and now its OCTOBER. you know what that means? NINE MONTHS. NINE MONTHS.
and i cant get over the fact that you went away?
you didnt even tell me, and you wanted me to know everything, and then you left without saying a word, and when you are back, i cant ask a single word?
WAHKAOS.
am i supposed or guessed, that you like me? or you dont? or you didnt? and i know i m stubborn, i just keep on pushing in aspiration that you can SHOUT IT out to me! .. but you left. ah. damn dumb, damn dumb.

damn dumb. yay. damn dumb. so now let the dumb dumb sleep, and leave this dumb dumb world.

goodnighhhts dales

heart V.S pockets

Fri, 26 Sep 2008 21:52:06 GMT

i have to announce this

OCTOBER IS A DAMNBROKE MONTH!!

its everybody's birthday. like elene beis. Angel. y2. Yuankai. Aaron. Wani. Kasmiah. LIKE EVERYBODY LORH. i mean like er 1/3 of my contact list beings had their birth date falling IN OCTOBER. No wonder. greenday is tryna wake me up when september ends. -.-

night duty is a hassle. i am beginning to think its taking its toll on me. like i m falling asleep anytime. life's so unpredictable, and what more to say, a Nurse's chronicles. GDMMIT'. weekends night are crazy. sometimes, you get overwhelming calls frm BMU, argh you just feel like slamming the phone each time you answer their calls.

"hello. Bed management. to lodge an overflow XXX @*!^@#^$#_49084_!@ at your side"

"eh. but i thought i saw B2 got one bed? "

"who say one?"

" i saw it frm the system."

"but they say dont have. they say got patient." (sounded abit agitated)

"huh. but the system i check schdule no patient nothing leh."

"you walk there and see lah."

".... you.. (damn kuailan)" just before i BLAST, "WHATS PATIENT'S NAME."

yoou seeeee. i m quite good tempered in nature. just that sometimes, its the situation. trust me. i didnt scold a sevenwordedchant at him at all. i merely just display some disgruntled snivels at him. yay. you know. LIKE YOU KNOW. :)

oh. i wanna go taipei. but the schedule is so appalling. like, wtf yo. you know, the people frm the same station cant go on leave together. which means sims and me, we both cant go to taipei together. and i have this strong apprehension that "hell ya, you guys tryna drive me outta B1 right?" actually, to begin with, i have no obligations if i am going to psy. i felt, its actually a good experince though. not to the fact that i wanna go AL with sims. (OK to a certain extent it is)

ah shit. ive got another BMU call. OK. gtg.

Dale's out

Thu, 25 Sep 2008 08:05:08 GMT

well. this is the time, where i sit at home lying around (not really), thinking about how much this year has passed and how many times i have sat infront of you thinking about what i m thinking right now.

RIGHT! crap! yesterday was crazzzyy with STINGRAYSPRAWNNOODLESSATAYBBQCHIXWINGSKANGKONGLALASUGARCANEJUICE and the neverthlesss enjoyable and funny conversations about chronicles of nursing. hahahaha. its food heaven over at chomp chomp.
eyecandies are equally gooood.hahaha. ive seen the familiar faces. but, i didnt call out. well, time changes, and life moves on.

yesternight foon zai wen2 and me ended up at geylang eating snacks at 4 in the morning. so, ive heard so much about the teenage sex in out schl band in high schl, like who slept with who and stuffs. i felt disdainted. like, "WHAT? THEY HAVENT EVEN GROW HAIR AND THEY..??!!"
i was so choked with the truth can. they are barely eighteen and what. this is the shit that is happening to them?

back then, we were all innocent, and naive. the after-school basketball and macdonald's, but now, it transform into after-schl unglam affair. and in five years down the road, are you sure you will still feel proud thinking back of the things youve done? human err, human err. all human err. we have so little to do and so much to say. and it really made me chew the cud, where is the leap of love? scary isnt it.

maybe. in thy years, ive been dieting on too many romantic literature, to believe in the absurdity and the senseless abstraction of waiting for the one that your destiny finally cross you with, whispering at your ears "there he is" in the aisle and came with a heart with a lushful of love.
and then you realise your mum of coming f i f t y will be grimacing in exasperation and resorting in all sorts of drama, just to drill M A RR I A GE into you. oh mummy.

prolly by then, its really what foon zai had said YI RI BU JIAN RU SAN QIU ( absence made the hearts grow fonder), the seven word-ed cheena line that he wanted me to add in in this entry. tsktsk.

alright. more tonight i think.

dales' out.

stop lying, willl you.

Tue, 23 Sep 2008 16:22:26 GMT

"ay. i miss you thats why i sms you everyday"

"you know your eyes always tells a beautiful story that i can never stop looking into you"

"i'd thought you are my friend. thats why i added you"

"oh. you look like somebody i know. whats your name again?"

"your cap is covering your whole face. show me. show me the face of yours that your angel smile keeps brimmin'

ok. nuffsaid. enough is enough. of all the wonderful pick up lines. how colorful aint it? i think human are really good at words. come. catch offguard. something new, will you?

fortnight ago at dblo, i had three free tequilla shots and crazy offers outside the smoking area.

"will you show me your face? i can only see your smile, and smell the frgrance of hour long hair."

-oh. (lift up my cap, smile*)

"sweet face you have there. i m from hongkong. what about you, angel."

-not an angel. but i live on earth. i m a singaporean.

"aww. do you wanna visit hongkong?"

-oh i would love to!

"great. just come to hongkong. and you give me a call. i will bring you around. and dont worry about your expenses. i m paying. *grin"

OK THIS SERIOUSLY SCARES ME. i felt i should have ripe off his balls at that instance. but ididnt. yay. i really think i m quite nice. wells. all too scary. but i m deafen. not by the music. like emotionally deafen. still. i admit. mummy chose you. but i let you go. since february. when i know you fell for smbdy. smbdy more eligible. prettier. slimmer. prolly sweeter. and better. i felt i have plunge deep into the bottomless pit. you ought to just stab me straight, then to let me know, all this, on my own. and then later on, to realise, she has a boyfriend all along. and then? what more. i didnt wanna think about it. it just keep refreshing in my mind. self-automated. my pride, pricked. by your name, that is everywhere in my memory. you dont know anything, dont you? :]

youre suck a lucky man. because, i chose not to tell you. because, mummy chose you, but, i let you go.

come so far

Thu, 18 Sep 2008 16:04:46 GMT

we've come far
and to realise that
the distance we've walked
arent as much as it seemed
i wanted so much that you would know
that i m not a number
and will you not act like you're the indices
always powering me

dejected. not really. :)

i saw the blue eyes. the irish blue, occasionally dreamy. like the ocean blue, calming and yet brimming in mystery. i had hope he roam his eyes and set me security. i said i hoped.

y2. you are irreplaceable.

ello-oh-veee-eee, WHOSE

Sat, 12 Jul 2008 07:13:34 GMT

damn weird can. many peole tha ive known are attached.
and sudenly two nice gentlemen who've already been gone half of the century suddenly send regards.
theres something in the air i could seee.
even Kak Dianah talks to me about love. aint it weird? her love stories were cute,perks me a lil'.
however, it come with the same question when they talk about L-O-V-E? "havent got a boyfriend ah?" "wheres your boyfriend?"
"how come no boyfriend?"

just as weird as the question, whic the answer is a nerve-wrecking NO. and the next thing was the look on their face, never that amusing.

nonono. i'm no seeing love myself. but love is in the people around me. two days back, i saw this old couple holding hands, strollin around the park. how sweet. ive lost touch with literature, so much of romeo-juliet and now i feel like an empty spirit. i dont neeed to have a boyfriend. rather, to feel the love in the air.

ah. i m too sleepy to be siting here and evn be typing. the night is waiting. goood-grief.