Wednesday, March 21, 2007
if you be my boat I'll be your sea a depth of pure blue just to probe curiosity ebbing and flowing and pushed by a breeze I live to make you free.
i just realised that people are so like objects, not really objects there as a noun, but we never know the value of something till it gets misplaced, and then, we realise how life would be without it, vaster, emptier, emotions running along those lines.
if a handphone was old, it would be ugly and battered, but the inside would prove more personal than ever, like a secret companion smiling at you in the night while it erases your every worry of problems to come. like people, the older something gets, the more people take it for granted. a best friend, i realise, is one who you get irritated together with, rant together and get pissed off at, but little do we realise, he/she is the soul of our existance, the other part of us, a brotha from another motha.
we never ever realise the fact that you only get this feeling when you misplace them and want them to get found again, the same kind of firstly, irritation, then, anger, then thirdly sadness. like a ladder of an emotional domino effect.
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school has been really stressful for me lately, like i dwell in 2 seperate souls. there is the soul which takes on the academic stress and the other which swallows the emotional stress.
but thank you nikki, bea shinny and sulin for being there, oh yea, jen too! (:
and chris! (:
but really nik and chrissss (: mega bitches yooooooo
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but you can set sail to the west if you want to and past the horizon till I can't even see you far from here where the beaches are wide we should all talk to let all our problems go. even if you're in an ultra bitch mode
