my heart is an open palm, exposed and raw
In my land of bright lights you are effervescent -
Overwhelming at once, I am oblivious the next.
You are the palpable product of words I never meant,
Of clouded judgement, infinite dreams; my sweet Regret.
My conscience weighs you down and embeds you
Somewhere in the murky depths of this sepulchral soul.
Yet there is little want of redemption for what I do,
And you and your kind maketh the stories I never told.
Even now I would sing that I am yours, Yours!
As I believe you are mine in all your tainted forms.
Sucker as I am for your taste, touch and allure,
The beauty of folly is not weeping when all else mourns.
So this is an ode to my ill-fated penchant for
Secrets I have to keep, and everything that
I loved to hold but not to possess.
That I wish to forget, but forget to regret.
Saturday, March 18, 2006
right now that i have substantially more things to blog about i shall attempt to log in a decent entry :) oh by the way the chilli crab was fantastico ;)
esplande jes now and had a huge dose of latina hotness (no not porn if this even vaguely sounds like it). I LOVE MOSAIC WHY IS IT ENDING TOMORROW BOO :( last week it was that singaporean indian guy with an italiano surname and today gosh everyone was like dancing. the latinos around were like shaking their asses really well, even those that would be called old aunties by us, in our context HAHA. well well next year will be better as i always say. i missed mraz's concert though and im still quite sad about it. i really have no idea why i didnt know about it until like a week before and tix were sold out.
i may finally cut my hair tomorrow if time permits. and then its off to buy school supplies and monday the humdrum of school will start setting in. soon enough u'll see more of the sporadic entries and my angsty I HATE VJC entries yadayada you get the picture. somehow march is passing by really fast we're like in the middle already. last two months seemed really slow moving to me. i guess this is where the speed picks up sigh.
anyways to those who have cts next week (i mean this in the most unvindictive manner), GOOD LUCK :):):) kick the sorry asses of those wretched...things. i'm sorry but if i used the word 'papers' it'll sound retarded because papers dont have asses to begin with.
ogay with this i shall hit the sack and if you dont see another entry for the next few weeks, oh i'm sure u'll go on with life. HAHA as if people check back to see if i've updated at all. (OH YOU MEAN YOU DO?? YOU LOW LIFERS!!!!! HAHA kiddin kiddin.)
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