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.
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
i think i need a new ipod. there's simply NOT ENOUGH SPACE for my songgggss. ogay that was deliberate, not my typical unstoppable-finger syndrome.
anyhoos, YANIBUNNY I AM ABSOLUTELY SORRY BUT WE HAVE LIT LECT ON SAT EH? :D
besides this being an entry with no direction at all, i would like to establish the fact that i am feeling something that's at least close to 'happy' and that's something i haven't felt for a long time now. thank God for everything :) HWEI YOU ARE MY SAVIOUR in a non-Jesus manner heh.
in light of hwei's very thankful entry, i have to add that i totally agree with her on that. we are a bunch of blessed people and perhaps, fine not perhaps, definitely life itself is a gift from the Almighty that we have to be grateful for everyday.
i wanna buy so many books! but given the fact that i have a tonne and exponentially increasing pile of readings, i don't think its very wise to head to kino now. well i could, jes that i stand the chance of meandering into the depths of my bookcase instead of hibernating under the pile on my table. well, there's always the option of leaving them to rot till the mid yrs are over, but NAH i shan't take my chances.
well, compared to last year, i am definitely more composed than i was for the mid years. that is not to say that i am in any way more prepared than i was then. i guess i'm jes more lackadaisical about exams now. the whole 'its jes the mid years' thingy is getting to me, and i'm telling ya it is NOT GOOD. nopey nope no, not at all.
ogay so in lieu of my preparations for the exams, i have wasted about half an hour online and my sensitive cranium is yelling for me to get off this thing. i think its about to crack soon, so in the words of heidi klum,
Auf Wiedersehen!
p.s. joga bonita! PLEASE SUPPORT MY DEAR RONALDO AND RONALDHINO!
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