___u break my heart, i'll break ur head__

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

...yayness!...

His blonde hair flew in the stiff breeze and he froze in his tracks, turning around to look at the beautiful brunette just mere steps behind him. She was bending down, peering at something on the ground. When she stood up, she had some pink flowers in her hand.

"Sorry," she laughed apologetically, when she realised that he was staring at her. A sheepish smile formed at the side of her lips and she brushed some brunette locks out of her baby blue eyes. "I just love flowers."

He raised an eyebrow. "And I thought you gave up on love?"

He knew she heard him because her ears pricked. But she continued to walk on, sniffing the flowers as she went. "Yeah...i'm going anti-love at the moment. Hearts skipping beats, butterflies in the stomach...can't be safe can it?"

He laughed at her words and continued watching her. "Do you ever feel like you are working for something you're never going to get?" he suddenly asked. "You shoot and miss kind of deal. Like, no matter what, you can't have it. But that makes you fight for it just a little bit more?"

She stared at him for a second and when she replied, she had a faraway gaze. "Everyday, Leo," she whispered through the wind. "Everyday."

Okayy...you may be wondering what the hell was that. Well, THAT, is an extract from my novel "Hell Where I Belong" chapter urms...i have not yet decided. Lols. And i was suppose to be studying for prelims. Wadda hell. Oh well, ya can't blame me. A writer do, what a writer does. =)

20 minutes ago, i composed a song called 'Labels'. Allrite screw that, it ain't exactly a song...more of a rhyme. I dun want to enclose it all here incase some ripper came and ripped my originals. So yeah, here's a sneak preview of it. SIKEEETT JER. heheh.

[[*Now what's this...
What's with all the labellin and name-callin
Wazzup with your concepts and those profanities ya sprouting
I'm tired of the labels and these stereotype of stuffs
So what? If i'm not label, am i just not good enough?
Who cares if i'm a 'prep' or 'hip-hop' or even 'punk'
I'm sorry ma peeps, but i dun belif in all that junk
So ya wanna label me? Go ahead...do what you do
But remember, stop complaining...when others start labelling you*]]

Yes, bored aren't i? There's a lot more i've done. But i'll stop for today. I'm thinking of setting up a blog just to put up all ma stories and songs and rhymes.

BUT BEFORE THAT.

I gotta finish ma dnt, finish Prelims and finish ma O-LEVELS. Baru leh bobal world iD kaeee?

And yayyy! I'm so glad everything's okay. I love you too niz. And three fatt. And four fatz. And five ain. And six wah. =) I'M SERIOUS! DUN EAT SUSHII. Woooweee...

And ya, you reading this? Let me tell ya something. I miss you. Toooo bad. I just do. So bite me. I still miss you. So fucking fucking fucking much. I miss you. I swear. But you remain so quiet. So distance. And yes niz, nobeepinghandphoneSUCK. Like vacuum. I miss you, i really do, can't you see? I guess you can't. Or you'll be telling me that you miss me too. Damn damn. Why oh whyyy do i miss you so much....fuck the world man. No sorry. Just an excuse. Fuck my handphone. But again. it's YOUR simcard. K...i betta shuddup. Sheesh...nutting say is ever rite. Except for the part I MISS YOU. Cuz i mean that through and true. Every word of it.

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I slept one whole day yesterday. And when i woke up, i went online to post an entry. Then i slept again. Then i woke up to do DnT. Then i slept again. Argh. It sucks. How this whole thing depends on sleep. I gotta get a true pain-killer...or rather...sleep-killer. I can't just drop-dead...I MEAN...fall asleep during prelims or O's. Argh. God, You really wanna put me through this test, dun You? Then help me pls. Let the pain and weariness go away.

missYOU.missYOU.missYOU.missYOU.missYOU...How i wished you'd care...='(

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