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Wednesday, May 31, 2006

To everybody and us 

Life is just a dream,
Dreams do somehow end one day.
Up and down it seems,
A roller-coaster ride they say.

What you get isn't what you've wished,
For what you've had becomes what you miss.
What I gave was all I had,
And what I've lost is all I cared.

Life is such a dream,
Dreams do somehow end one day.
Down and up it seems,
Anything happens and everything may.

Cheers.

Tuesday, May 30, 2006

Culture shock 

Looking through the old and dusty messages left untouched in the cellphone, there're actually so many sensitive live-saving words which have turned piercingly hurtful. "Love", "forever", "enjoyed", et cetera. None of which has any meaning lately.

Amanda asked casually today, "aren't you angry?"

Peeping at the impotent ring, glancing at the new friendship gift, just glad to be alive.

Saturday, May 27, 2006

Where'd you go 

The new friend has been upgraded to the status of Best Friend! Heez. What a lingo from Role-Playing Games. Reckon life's gonna be like this for a while before any changes take place again. Life of a singleton is mostly fun-filled, while the rest of the time lonely, sick and blue. The late realisation of "money isn't everything" seriously kills. There're turly things money can't buy.

Anyways, went to her place and small-talked through the whole afternoon, surprisingly enough. The story still goes on magically. Frankly, this is the first time genuine smiles appear and true laughters are heard. Dinner looked like smiley faces and her parents seemed more than ever close and managable. Dear, such happiness is totally descriptionless.

Chilled with Honk and his old classmates at Balcony and Chijmes, where memories flowed like rapids in the Nagara. At least, everything is heading the right way right now. It is way more than satisfying.

Oh, by the way, doesn't anyone think that the driving theory tests are sorta a humongous insult to the human brain altogether? :P

Thursday, May 25, 2006

Northern star 

What a pleasant surprise, the new friend's going to school. Reckon SIM's programme isn't that bad after all and it is about time for her to go back to studies and stop wondering and wandering in life. The very idea of school excites everybody, just like the thought of this year's Gryphon's Cup tournament.

Anyways, think Dwayne needs some encouragement and motivation in camp. That poor boy seems to really suffer in the Khatib Discomfort Zone where mice play even when cats aren't away. Hang on there, understudy.

Monday, May 22, 2006

White board 

Blank's the probable word to describe the mind since then. Think about her, think about then, think about now. There isn't any regret, even now. There will be an ending, a happy ending, for ever and ever after.

Blood's steaming while limbs freezing; head's spinning and heart lurching. Where is the beautiful girl?

Don't call this sufferance. This is a part of the process. The experience of love.

Sunday, May 21, 2006

A new friend 

White flag.

Defeated as lovers. Reborn as friends. (Though a while is definitely required to be gotten used to this new status.)

Haha. Life's a dream, a game, a wonderful nothingness.

It's time to move on. Bounce and make a shot, baby.

Saturday, May 20, 2006

Time's up not 

It's still gonna be an open-ended question before the final destination of utmost devastation or benediction. Like the sole difference between a genius and a fool, things are hanging on the thin fine line. Reckon it's gonna be like conquering Mount Everest, especially at such a helpless period in life, but everything won't be given up that easily. No matter what.

Saturday, May 13, 2006

Allow me 

Believe it or not, fate decides everything.

Companies regardless of sizes should really conduct quality checks on their staff, be it a shareholder, manager or just an assistant at the petrol station. Too-busy was the answer when a customer wished to borrow a tiny amount of air from the pump. Well actually it wouldn't have produced such a horrendous impression if the old dude spoke a little less pathetically or at least put on a wan and helpless smile. One humble suggestion to the Exxon Mobil management, get the men trained or get more men or to lose more customers like this furious one this morning.

So, reckon it's truly gonna be a miss to basketball this weekend.

Saturday, May 06, 2006

Missing 

As the hands move belated hour by hour,
My groaning heart sinks deep and dour.
For the longer I wait for that call of your,
The less words describe my feeling of sour.

Speechless I kneel if possible ever to you,
As there isn't anything else I would care to lose.
Promise I won't ever again be a mindless fool,
For I am sorry my dear I mean it I do.

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